Chris blew a loud whistle. Indeed he was right in judging the lady in the mask, though she seemed a bit rusty. He had been following the dark haired man for quite sometime until the guards showed up everywhere. Chris decided not to interfere since some of the guards knew of his nobility. Another strange man was there with the lady. Indeed he had the aura of a murderer. However the man was not helping. Instead he held a dagger to the lady's throat. Chris threw a knife at the guard. The guard fell a good three feet or so two the ground. "The question my friend is what are you doing not helping a lady out?" Chris yelled giving him a bit of a frown.

“ What are you doing, you left... A poor defenseless girl to handle what she could.“ She seen him reach into his jacket and shook her as if to say 'you'll lose that hand' “ Walk with me“ she started walking to her guild

“ hey, stop it both of both of you go to my guilf.“ She shouted to them both and took off running to her guild, this was going to hard training these people, they didnt even help felliw assassins but she knew she eventually get thel at their peak level.. No matter what

Dallas frowned. He watched the woman start running off. A guild? What was she talking about? He shook his head and pulled his hand away from his knife. She didn't seem like much of a threat. He glanced at a nearby street. There was a thick crowd, easy to disappear into. Perhaps the best course of action would be to get out of there, rather than follow the "poor defenseless girl." "Why should I?" Dallas shouted to the woman. He cursed himself and the woman. She was just a bother, but the mention of a guild certainly aroused his interest.

Leon watched sitting next to the alleyway as a fight broke out between a mysterious woman and some guards, then she attempted to escape by climbing up the roof, "Hey idiots, Looky Me i got ME a SHARP THINGY." he shouted waving one of his many many daggers above his head and booking it attempting to lead them away from the women. Leon may have been hotheaded but he had an escape plan and spent the last day memorizing these winding streets so he was sure he could escape these armored guards.

Keeping her footsteps as silent as possible, Keira ran swift and light steps, traversing the maze of alleyways. The guards were chasing her for they took notice of the blades hung on her belt. At some point, she threw throwing knives at some of them, but the others she didn't aim for were still chasing her. Keira then abruptly stopped to climb up the ledges on a wall. Reaching the top, she continued her run, leaping across buildings, spotting the building of the assassin guild. It caught her interest, so she started heading towards it to check it out, the sounds of footsteps of the guards being no more after turning around and throwing knives at their neck, which hit spot on.

Shadow was behind all the elite guards and was working his way around them when one turned and looked at him. he cursed his luck and wondered what had set the guard off. without even giving the guard time to open his mouth Shadow slammed him to the ground and rammed his sword through his throat. with that done he stood up and then sighed. he was surrounded and that just pissed him off. " look you want to try this again or should we just go on with our days." all the guards around him drew their blades. " have it your way but i wont lose to you ." they rushed him and he started killing them one by one. his new armor was doing its job well enough.

Celaena saw a guard on the rooftop notching an arrow at her, she only had seconds to dodge it with a moving strafe, she saw a guard on ground level looking at her, she would have to jump, she ran to the edge then lifted herself of the roof and in that moment she felt 18 again as an arrow whizzed past her head she landed on the guard but not before she let her sword become a temporary occupant of the guards throat “ Sweet dreams“ she then closed his eyes using her fingers

A few streets over from the hubbub, a young girl walked. The guards would see nothing out of the ordinary about her, other than the lack of a chaperone. They'd just see a little girl who happened to be caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. And that's exactly what she wanted them to think. She'd been hoping to gradually take a path where she could meet up with the others who were on their way to the guild, but her plan was momentarily thwarted as a guard stepped out in front of her. "Ho, there! Where d'ya think yer goin'? Can't ya hear there's a fight on?!" Indeed, now that she thought about it, she could hear the city's alarm bells summoning the rest of the army. The idiots! Why are they drawing so much attention to themselves? Celaena of all people should be above just killing to make an impression. She didn't reveal any of her thoughts, and put on her scared, innocent face and her city urchin accent. "Pardon me, sir, but I'ma goin' to market, only, my lady, she telled me to go alone today, a'cause she couldn't spare no stable boys to go with me and help me figure out what roads are what. I don' read signs so good, an' I think I made a wrong turn somewheres." Even as she said it she was fumbling with the small purse she wore on her belt, like she was going to try to bribe the man. A fine lady always has her embroidery with her. A message that had been drilled into her head so many times when she was younger. Well, she'd found a way to make it work. As the man leaned closer to her to see what he would get as a bribe, she took one of her embroidery needles from the purse and sank it into the vein in his wrist. He let out a yell for a fraction of a second, before the paralytic drug took control of him and he fell to the ground, either dead or permanently paralyzed. Aery plucked the needle from the guard's wrist, dried it on her handkerchief, and tucked it back into her embroidery kit, and continued on her way. She much preferred poison to throat-cutting, as it was less messy, though she carried several knives for when she ran out of sewing needles.

From Celaena's sources in the city there was more killings in the city, there was one that made her smile though, a guard fell to a child .. A CHILD they must have been good, underneath her silk dress was peasents attire, she retreated to an alleyway then took off her dress to reveal the disgraceful outfit then took of her mask and bent down to spread some dirt over her face to make her look dirty, then hid her weapons behind a small bush. Then came out of the alley acting like a beggar, she went to childs last known location while begging as she made her way to the place

Shadow walked away from the circle of dead guard with a shrug. " i warned you to not mess with me." he winced as the cut on his shoulder flared up. they had found one of the few weak points on his armor. he moved on toward the castle and noticed that he was again being followed. he rolled his eyes and then slipped into an ally to evade who ever was following him. he heard several more guards run by. he climbed up to the roof and kept on his way to his target. if anyone else got in his way he would solve that problem as it came. he wonder how Celaena was doing at the moment as he reached the castle walls and started his climb.

The lady told him to come. That she was protecting him. My, my. Chris thought as he brushed up his hair. It would seem as though he has gotten in a bit of trouble. He hid from the guards that followed, and once his environment was clear, walked casually up to his balcony. Indeed today has been a weird day. The lady said something about a guild. Chris had no intentions of such. Nevertheless he should go. Chris took up his tea cup and drank from it, pinky up. Then laying it down, he went up to the roof top where the lady was before, and entered into the 'guild'

"Come on Chaol, get your guards back in the castle" as she said that she heard bells calling back the guards to their dismay, her eyes seen a child afar and continued to walk to the child ' I'm glad I was in a relationship with the captain 6 years ago but she pushed the thought out of her mind and said " hey wait up " to the child

Leon quickly lost the elites in the mazing streets and came out somewhere else in town to see the lady he had attempted to distract the garuds from talking to a small child with long brown hiar, strange, what could they want with each other. He watched curiously.

Aery saw the beggar approaching her, and had quickened her pace to avoid her. When the woman called out to her, she stopped abruptly, her hand going to the needles next to her purse. But she made herself relax and forced a pleasant, if apologetic, smile, as she turned around to face the beggar woman. The needle that she'd subtly pulled from her belt and tucked in between her fingers also made her feel much better. Her city urchin accent was readily called up, and as she dipped a small curtsy to the woman (for she had decided that it was always a good idea to respect her elders, which this woman undoubtedly was. As a princess she would never have spared a curtsy to the woman, but she was deliberately acting as far from the palace as she could.) she said softly, "My 'pologies, Mother, on'y, I don' got no money but what my lady gived me, and tha's only enough for bread and cheese." Then, after a moment's thought, she added, "Is there somethin' else you'd like from me, afore I get on my way? My lord don' like it when I'm late with the bread an' I'd rather not get a beatin' tonight." Which technically wasn't a lie; if her uncle found out that she'd been in the city without a chaperone... He'd have the guards beat her bloody and shackle her to her bedpost. It had happened once before, when she'd spent too long out and had missed dinner, and the young lordling who was supposed to have been her dinner partner had complained to his parents.

" Water and a alley way where no can see us." Celaena used her Tesseran accent on us and every one knew she was from Tesseran, she looked at the child and winked as well, Celaena scratched her side this attire was truly horrible and Celaena wanted to caress her body in silk

Aery nodded and slipped her needle back into her purse. One of those people. She'd not been around to see the Tesserans herself, having been born only after her uncle had taken over the nation, but she'd heard enough of the older people talking to know what the accent sounded like, before the Adarlanian language had mangled it beyond recognition. And she had no animosity towards them, despite her lineage. She turned on her heel and walked into a darker alley. Mudden Alley, the sign on it said. There were a few houses on it, but all of them were old and practically falling apart. So she turned back to the beggar, who was no longer talking like a beggar, and handed her one of the bottles of fruit juice from her basket, and after another moment's consideration, a few of her personal allowance of coins. The king could spare them. So could she, for she rarely, if ever, spent money on cosmetics or jewelry as so many other girls her age did. "So, what is it that you would like to discuss that demands such secrecy?" She discarded the city urchin voice for her normal one, an educated, polite tone, that had been acquired from years of being tutored in "how to act like a lady."

"I'm Celaena, you have heard ofy exploits haven't you" Celaena whispered to the child and looked around to see if anyone had listened in and thankfully none hadn't " Follow me " she then turned to walk where she placed her weapons behind that bush, then used what the child had given her to wash her face and reveal a Beautiful face which belonged to Celaena

Dallas shrugged to himself. What an annoyingly strange woman. He slipped down from the rooftop and hurriedly blended in with a nearby crowd before anyone else spotted him. Perhaps if he found the woman again, he'd be able to get her to elaborate on this "guild" she mentioned. The curiosity got the better of him and he turned down an alley. He began cautiously making his way over to where he had seen her disappear. He patted his side to make sure his two knives were still well hidden. She seemed quite eccentric to him, and he didn't want to get caught off guard if she decided to consider him a threat.

Aery's eyes went wide when she saw the woman's face, and her weapons, and connected the name. "Oh, goodness me." Her noble mannerisms, cultivated to please the courtiers until they were ingrained in her brain, got the best of her and she covered her mouth with her hands delicately. Then she remembered her manners and dropped into a curtsy; after all, the woman was famous! Or infamous. She also desperately wanted a look at Celaena's numerous blades, but knew that it was practically like challenging her to ask to see them.