Dear Celena

As much as you may be surprised by this sudden letter I am here to give you a challenge. You and your little friends must enter this fortified city. Below is a spy report from a nearby city talking about it.

-This report is below, it is bloodstained but readable-
The bright times of day, such a shame that many had to die for this one day. Rift-hold had changed over the years, the once thriving town under the protection of assassins was now a cesspit of crime and anarchy. The shops and stalls were flipped over and food prices had sky rocketed when the crops were burned by the army. Out-skirting villages were burned to the ground by Natives of the trees and many lives were lost. Had the assassins never left the town then maybe this atrocity would never have happened... maybe. But the gears of war and rebellion were set in motion years ago and even the huge list of contacts she may have wont over rule the powers that be. The normal city guard are now non exsistant, only showing up in and around the richer areas of town, in there place peace keepers who take a whole new meaning to police brutality. These predominately male men make saten look like a teddy bear. They get the best weapons, Armour and training and control who enters the city, where you can trade, what laws are or are not followed and they work in the more busy and better known areas like main square, the gates, markets and the slums. The Guild of anarchy work the city all-over, working in secret and eliminating all who oppose the new orders. Its strange how anyone who questions how things work go missing at night or leave suddenly come morning. They are of-course now ran by a benevolent dictator who, for reasons to be expected preferences to not be known.

And at this point you will enter. Find a way in, the mans men will protect the gates and stop you from entering in these troubling times. In times where few of your company will live long.

And did I mention a man going by the name "The Doctor" has been noted to preform the orders of the dictator from horseback? That followed with his companions "The Butcher" - A man who specialises in cutting up everyone who stands in his way. "The Baker" - Noted for how he 'receives' information and "The Candlestick" - Down to what he calls his candlesticks, large arrow and projectile launchers. Each own a section of the Guard, Achy, Peacekeepers and Army
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So, The stage is set, the players are here and IM in charge NOW.

Catch me if you can.

Yours, Lovingly Doctor Charles Richardson - Your most dearest friend XX

Shadow smiled and then drew his lance as he saw several more guards coming. he swiped out their legs with his lance and then jumped down to the street and slipped into shadows. he waited until the guards had gone by him again before he walked into the crowds of people. to keep hidden but it would let him keep track of every one as he moved to follow them.

Celaena drew her blade and looked up at Shadow then smiled as he took out guards and then seen a guard running toward her and Aery, she swung her hand around throwing the blade towards the guards throat and then looked around to see if there any more guards around and then looked at Aery and dropped to her knees then hugged her

Aery bit her lip to keep from crying. "Why is this so easy, Celaena?" She whispered. "Didn't that letter say it would be getting harder for all of us? And... Where are we even going?" Out of the corner of her eye she saw another guard approaching at the run. Celaena was positioned wrong to see him.
She ducked, spinning, drawing a throwing knife from her armguard. Sent it whirling into the guard's throat. She barely saw the blood come spurting out before she realized what she'd done, killing another person. She clapped both hands over her mouth, sinking to the ground, the tears that she'd held back before flooding out of her eyes. "I killed another person. I'm sick of all this death, Celaena, of killing and maiming people... I killed another person." She shook her head, obviously disgusted with herself.

The guards were waiting. Why waste many men when you could lure them away.

One group of normal guards are walking down the road. These simple men and woman are not of any harm to you or anyone, upon seeing the pile of bodies they run down the road towards you stoping by forming a bracket around you, blocking the way to the gate. A large group of sailors come up on your other side, they are equpit with meat hooks and swords. You are stuck between two forces that will work together.

To your left and right are small alleys. They would be great places for an ambush.

Your move. Your choices.