Shadow smiled and then slid his foot back. *move one* he thought to himself. he wanted to draw his foe in close within six moves. any later and he might not be ready for what would come but as it stands he would be ready for a lot. he put all his weight on his back leg and then said " i made my move now its your turn."

Since rowan was close to Shadow already, he stepped to the side of him "Bad move, thats my first" then stepped behind him, then raised his arm up and then slammed his sword handle down on Shadow's head, Rowan smiled as he then knelt down to wait on shadow waking up "Thats my second, kid, you could do better though"

Shadow had know the flaws in his action. the blow to his head was something that he had planed for. the inside of his hood was lined with a thin metal that could soften blows to his head. the blow still staggered him and made him fall to the ground but that was fine. when the man talked Shadow slipped his hand into his cloak and then pulled out one of his daggers. as he got up he then brought the dagger up with him to be ready for the next move.

Rowan caught his arm, and twisted it then in one movement took off what was protecting Shadow's face and slammed his fist down on his face a few times, then got up and started stomping Shadow's chest, then to his face, " Now take me to Celaena or i'll dangle you off a castle wall " he commanded, and sheathed his sword and outstretched his hand to help him up

Celaena stood at a Market Stall, she was trying to buy fruit but didn't understand what the owner was saying, so she stole the fruit and ran into a group of people, she was gone, she looked at the Apple she stole and took one wholesome bite out of it, it must have juicy as she felt juice trickling down her jaw-line, "Mmmm" she murmured enjoying the apple.

"fine lets go then." Shadow reached back into his cloak and unhooked the shoulder guards. he slid the entire cloak off as he stood up and then smiled. " i dont find may who i think would be worth my time in a fight. thus i never take my cloak off to gain the movement that i truly have. this armor that i wear is super light and. most blows will just glance off." Shadow tapped his chest. " i didn't feel a thing that you just did to me other than the blows to the face." he then turned grabbed his cloak and started to walk back to the into the city.

Celaena looked to the sky and seen the blistering hot sun, she wanted out of this god forsaken desert, underneath her silk and spidersilk attire she was sweating buckets, but it's a desert sweating was appropriate in this temperature, she wondered if Shadow survived Rowan, but Aery came to mind, she quickly realised that she'd left her alone and began to run back to her.

Aery sprinted through the market, babbling apologies at all the people she jumped over and around. Silly and Ame had been pestilent that morning, not doing anything she'd told them, because they wanted to go meet the new training master. Once she'd finally gotten them settled down for the day, she'd been late for meeting Celaena.
She turned down an alley, less crowded that way, to figure out where Celaena was. She'd heard a fruit merchant a ways back chattering about a golden-eyed, golden-haired thief who had taken one of his prize apples. Which meant that Celaena would probably be somewhere around here, enjoying an apple.
She heard a sound, like a knife clearing a sheath, behind her, and twisted. A hand snagged in her long braid as she dodged, and being so off-balance she fell, kicking and punching at her attacker. But he, or she, was too fast and strong, and within seconds Aery was pinned, face against the wall, a dagger to the back of her neck. A tiny needle went into the side of her neck, and the world fuzzed out.
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What she could see of the room she awoke in did nothing to reassure her. It was dank and dark and reeked of fear and something almost metallic... Blood? No. No. Not. Happening. No.
Her hands were bound to a stone block; so were her feet. She could only move her neck a little. And she desperately wished she couldn't even do that. For next to her, laid out on a wooden tray, were all sorts of... Knives. Drill bits. In the corner of her eyesight she could see a brightly glowing furnace... A faucet over her head. Wait, what? Why was there... Oh. God.
She tugged on the cuffs, but she didn't think she'd get out, not really. But how had... whoever had captured her... How had they known who she was, or where she was going?
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The door to the room opened. The person who came in (she would bet it was a man) wore a blood-red mask, rather like the kind of masks she'd gotten for herself and Celaena. He just stood there for several moments, looking at her, until finally she broke the silence.
"Well? This is hardly proper courtesy to show a guest." Her voice trembled as she said it, though. But, at least, the man finally quit staring at her.
"Ye don' talk none, 'less we ask ye questions." He walked over, stood right over her. "There be a 'spiracy to off some'un important. You been sneakin' around the town, you an' yer lady friend, up to no good, like as no. Spill it."
It was fear that made her mind dull: "I wouldn't know. Celaena and I have absolutely no connection to the conspiracy to "off" the king."
The man froze and looked down at her slowly. "I didn't say anything about the King. And... Celaena. Would that by any chance be Celaena Sardothien, the most wanted woman in all the realms?" The man's uneducated accent was gone, replaced by a nearly royal one.
She froze. She'd said too much. But who could it be who needed murdering but the king? Still, she wouldn't talk. She'd already said Celaena's pseudonym. She didn't need to spill Celaena's identity, and certainly never her own.
The man laughed. Reached up, jiggled the faucet over Aery's face. And instantly the water poured down, freezing cold, in her eyes and nose and down her throat choking her. Gasping, sucking in water, coughing it out and finding that there was no air anywhere.
The faucet turned off as quickly as it had turned on, but the damage was done. Her lungs felt like they were on fire; she coughed and hacked and gasped and turned her head away to throw up all the water she'd swallowed, coughed some more. The man was standing over her again. She looked up at him through streaming eyes.
"Do you want to talk?" He asked, almost kindly.
She shook her head, rasped the word "No."
The man smiled down at her, sweetly. Brought a baton out and cracked it on her lower arm, fracturing it in multiple places. She SCREAMED. Again the baton came down, breaking the bone even further. Through the haze of pain Aery saw another person, more likely a woman, based on the shape of the body, came in from a second door. She took a knife from the tray beside Aery's head and something from the furnace. The thing from the furnace she tossed to the man, and Aery saw what it was, and instantly felt the urge to throw up. An iron, glowing yellow. The woman stood over Aery, the blade dangling from her hand. Like the man she wore a beautiful blood-red mask with rubies and gold gilding.
"We've wanted to nab one of you for this for the longest time. Pity you're so little. You'll not even be much fun. I'm patient, unlike my comrade. I'll ask you two more questions: One, would you prefer the knife or the iron? Two, this is the last chance I'm going to give you to talk for a while, so I hope you'll consider that."
"Go kill yourself." Aery rasped, looking up at the woman with hatred.
She chuckled, a well-bred chuckle. "Pity. You're such a fighter." The knife whipped around, opening a long thin gouge down Aery's chest. The woman smiled, sweetly, and started opening tiny criscrossed cuts methodically, up Aery's arms, across her chest and down her legs.
"You can talk at any time, sweetheart, and I'll stop hurting you and give you a mage-balm."
Aery groaned, bit her tongue to keep from telling them everything. How could a body even physically hurt this much?
"Very well then. My companion will have his turn with you." And the glowing metal came around and buried itself in her shoulder. Why wasn't she passing out?! She screamed and jerked, yanking against the bonds, but it still kept burning her and burning her.
"Stop! Stop. I-i don't know what conspiracy you're talking about! But I have no reason to lie to you. M-my name is A-aerienna Silverheart..." She gasped in agony as the poker was removed from her shoulder, but she kept babbling. "My mistress is Celaena Sardothien. No! No! don't burn me again no please, please. W-we left A-adarlan i-in pursuit of a m-murderer an-and I was supposed to be app-apprenticed to Aelin's old master, s-so that I-i could learn m-more assassin skills." Then she realized the name she'd let slip out. And so did her captors.
They looked at each other and laughed. "Well well well! We thought we had a minnow and it turns out we snared a shark." The woman lightly caressed Aery's cheek. "I don't doubt that you know nothing. After all, you're just a little girl, not even bloomed yet! And what master would entrust such a big secret to one so young? But Aelin... That name sounds awfully familiar. Aelin Galanthius, perhaps? The lost princess who was thought to have been kidnapped by the assassin's guild?"
The man spoke, a tinge of humor in his voice. "Don't you see? It's the perfect trap. You're the bait, and once we have Her Royal Highness in our hands, she'll tell us everything to free you. And if not, we'll persuade her."
"You'll never break her." Aery whispered. But then the burning iron plunged into her flesh again, and this time she welcomed the darkness when it swamped her.

Celaena was at the docks, she looked around for Aery to no avail, "Where are you little one", her mask was concealed in her clothes, she picked it out then put it on, then asked about for a twelve year old girl, but received no answer, she walked until she seen a masked person coming out of a building and notifying the sell swords to be wary and then walked back into the building, How to kill without alerting the sell swords to her presence, she grasped her throwing knifes out and let out five in quick succession, the first four didn't shout but the fifth one did, as she moved to enter she seen a peasant strolling about and walked to her "I'll give you these clothes, if you go into that building" She took off her silk dress and gave it to the peasant who agreed and did what Celaena asked after putting the dress on. Celaena wasn't naked though she had her Black Spidersilk attire, her eyes changed to blood red due to so much anger, Celaena then climbed through an open window, and kept an eye on the peasant.

By this point Aery didn't even have the strength to cry. The bleeding had slowed, thank goodness (for she probably didn't have all that much blood left) but the wounds still felt like they were on fire. For a while, they had been, but that part was over now. She almost welcomed the icy water when it poured down over her for the hundredth time. It put out the fire that had lit on her hair. What was left of it, anyway. As long as it had been before, it had been cut off and the rest of it burned so that no chunk was longer than an inch.
There was nothing left for her to tell them. Her apprenticeship, her royal heritage, the street urchins. Even everything she knew about the assassin's guild and about Celaena. But still they kept hurting her, though doubtlessly for sport now. And they'd been stopped for a while, probably because she couldn't take anymore without going insane. She'd certainly felt her hold on her mind slipping, spending minutes or hours or she didn't even know how long just floating in a delusional state. At least then the pain stopped, and she could pretend that her lower arm wasn't shattered and neither were her ribs and she wasn't dying of blood loss or dehydration or infection or fever. But the rational part of her wasn't fooled. She knew her death was inevitable, and probably sooner rather than later. But she'd die gladly, rather than make Celaena and the others fall into the trap that was awaiting them.

Seeing the two walk out of the building, she quickly ran to the door and barricaded it with her sword, then ran back to Aery, she knelt down and began to tap Aery's face just to make sure she was still alive, She then got to work trying to untie her "Hey aery.. aery, it's ok i'm here now" she pushed Aery's face up and began to cry " What did they do you Aery Galathynius " She used the terrasen name for aery, because aery and Celaena had a mother-daughter like relationship, she would do anything for her, finally she managed to get her free, she lifted her lifeless-like body, but she knew was alive and she had to take her to Rowan, to get her fixed, like she was broken toy, no Aery was far more than that... Aery was Adarlan's Little Ripper, Celaena couldn't help but cry as she tried to ease Aery out the window as softly as she could trying not to harm her anymore than she had been, Aery was more important than the two that did this to her, she climbed out of the window after Aery, then picked her up again.

Warm. Warm? Warm hands. Soft voice. Nice, sweet. Aery tried to force her eyes open, but she wasn't strong enough to get them open very far. But she saw the golden wisps of hair. She yelped a little as her broken arm was jostled and her broken ribs were squeezed.
"C-celaena?" Even that cracked whisper hurt. "Celaena, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I told them everything, I couldn't...couldn't keep it back. T-they know. T-they k-know w-who you a-are. I-I'm sorry. I-I failed, d-didn't I?" She couldn't even cry, so dehydrated was she. She just buried her face against Celaena's sleeve and let herself go back into that not-quite-dreamland where things didn't hurt quite so badly.

"No, you didn't fail, i will do everything in my power to get back at them" She cried as she made her way to Rowan's Compound, she let her self in and then walked to a bed where she softly lay Aery down " You didn't fail me... I failed you.. " she lay her head down and began to let the tears control her, due to holding Aery, she looked at her own blood stained hands and was terrified, she ran to the next room and began wash her hands even when the blood had been washed, she screamed as her mind was playing tricks on her, she began scrubbing harder "Go away" she screamed at the blood that wasn't there, she eventually gave up and got water for Aery and walked back into room where Aery was and perked up her head and began giving Aery water, "If i could rewrite time Aery i would have taken your place, dear, i'll give my self to them to bear the pain you received." and again let the tears flow uncontrollably

Aery gasped and spluttered when the water touched her lips, remembering the icy rush and the sensation of drowning. But then she had a reality check. The room was too warm, the bed too soft, the water wasn't frigid, and there was just a little of it and not a rush. So she let some of it into her mouth, wincing as it trickled down her raw throat.
"No, Celaena. I deserved it for being careless. I just... I wish I could have been strong like you." A tear snaked down her cheek and she hissed as the salty water got into one of the cuts on her face. She shivered slightly. "I-i-i'm s-scared, Celaena. I-i told them e-everything." She jerked bolt upright in the bed, then gasped in pain and fell over again. "The little ones. Celaena, they know where we were staying! The little ones!"
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But the girls were fine, if you ignore the fact that Ame was having an utter mental breakdown. The two guards went to the house, to find the girls sleeping. They grabbed Silly first, and when Ame opened her eyes to see Silly with a knife to her throat, she snapped. Her eyes went hard and first the guard holding Silly, then the other, fell over dead with blood leaking out of their noses, mouths, and ears.
"Yer eyes, Ame! They be fire!" Silly exclaimed.
"What, what's wrong with my eyes? Oh my god. Oh my god, Silly. Not again. Not again not again not again no no no nononononono!" She covered her eyes, for surely it was her eyes that was the bad thing, that killed so many people. Tears spilled down her cheeks. "I never wanted to kill anyone! I never wanted to kill anyone, no, no, I'm not a murderer, Silly, I'm not."
"It's a-right, Ame. They wanted to kill me, didn'tya see? They wanted me to be bleedin' to death righ' now. An' you stopped 'em. Yer a hero, Ame, no' a murderer."

Rowan seen guards trying to enter his compound and quickly got his twins swords out and began to run and slash left and "CELAENA" He tapped into his mind and used his wind magic to sweep sell swords behind far from here and to crush any guards that were harming any one associated with Celaena ( like ame and silly) and then began searching for Celaena, as he began taking out more sell swords

Celaena heard sell swords shouting for help as she thought she heard an extremely powerful wind in the compound " Don't worry Aery Galathynius, Rowan's here at last, he can heal with his powers, but for now try not to think about your wounds.. please for me" Celaena cupped Aery's face and kissed her forehead " I'll stay with you" but looked at her own hands, her eyes began to well up and her mouth peeled into a face that was completely terrified, she screamed her loudest and began to cry again, why was this happening to her, she thought in her mind

Shadow watched the man run off. he shook his head and then picked up his sword. he heard the sound of an arrow right before he felt the pain in his lower leg. with a yell of pain he fell to his knees. he quickly turned and ripped the arrow out and then turned in rage to find the person who had shot him. he saw them getting another arrow ready. he stood up and dashed forward leaving a trail of blood behind him. when he got to the person he ran his sword through the person. he then walked back to the city where he would be able to find a place to treat his wound.

" Aery i can't get this blood off my hands., help me " Celaena started shaking in fear was she losing herself, Wyrd help her if she was, she started wiping her hands on the bed sheets in order to get the blood off, how could those people do this to an innocent child, she wanted to rip out their guts with her hands and strangle them with their intestines, she wanted to make them pay so damned much

Allen's medium sized boat slammed into the shore snapping him out of his sleep and sending him flying out of his hammock. "Fuck!" He shouted as he slammed head first into the sand. He stood dusting himself off. Its been a whole damn month and all Allen did was wait and trained. He walked through the sand angrily his cloak blowing in the wind. Oddly he was shirtless but hell it was the dessert! After awhile or so of walking he arrived at a town and completely forgot about why he was there and rushed to the first food shop in range. "Give me everything you have!" He shouted slamming a bag of 100 pieces of gold. The merchant was confused and wanted to tell Allen that was a little to much but Allen literally started to attack the food at the mans stand. The way he was eating was causing passing citizens to glance at him. Recklessly Allen was carrying his sword which was sheathed on his back and titled as royalty and would easily be recongnized if someone starred at it closely.

From the shadows was a young and shy girl, she seen a group of guards running to the compound, as the last guard passed she grabbed his mouth to stop him from shouting to alert the other guards, she then drew a dagger from it's sheath and ran it across his neck, letting him go as the blood dripped down to his clothes, she then smiled evilly.

The girl continues to proceed killing many other guards as they never thought someone with such a shy personality could be an assassin. The girl proceeded further into Rowans Compound & hears voices she comes to a room where she sees someone lying down in a bed & someone else slowly losing herself she steps closer into the room & walks over the the person not in the bed and tells this person everything will be just fine relax almost all the guards are dead and they can't stand up to the people that are there as well so she calms down the person asking for a name to the person that is on the bed & for that persons own name but before she does anything else she introduces herself as Rosa Hallivard but just call me Rosa the girl says in a kind but gentle tone of voice.

Charles could not belive when he entered the town and he was not attacked, the roads were still muddy and stoney but he wasnt attacked yet. The gaurds must have forgoton about him and let him in "Now for the fun part" he took up a torch and put it to a market stall. The people running out were screaming fr the gaurds, but the gaurds were too busy with the revolting farmers on the outskirts and the Shanka tribe that had attacked the south side. The town was empty leaving the mercinarys and thugs to run rampant, with a flurry of coins he had himself a small army. "My Frinds! We must do what the gaurds fail to do, eliminte assasin scum. For each urchin head and assasin hand you give to me i will pay you 3 gold coins. If you bring me an assasin alive ill pay you 100 gold coins" the men he now had ownership were looking around agreeing "Good? Good! Off to work" they started to turn "OH and! Burn any buildings you find and depending on the size ill pay you, but a minimu of 350 silver coins for each building."

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Leon watched the murderer enter the streets curiously. He was the man that had burned down several buildings and killed many poeple last time he was here. Seemed he was at it again for some reason, and had plenty gold somehow. Leon silently left the alleyway silent in the midst of all the screaming and stood behind the man curious to see how long it would take him to react while pondering what to do. Part of him wanted to kill the man and another part simply wanted to steal his money and be off. It all depended on how he reacted, Leon thought to himself, he was in a strangly contemplative mode today.