Shadow clicks the button on the top of his pocket watch and nods before closing it again. He had sent out the invitations with his location to those that he felt would do well in the new guild. He takes a moment to reflect on the loss of his former family. Letting out a long drawn out sigh at the memories of his father and brother. He shakes his head and then drops down from the roof of the building that he was on. Making his way to the old Guild training grounds. He slips through the gate and checks that there aren't any people around to notice him before he steps out into the open.

He checks the time again before heading over to the main enterance of the guild. Even through all the fighting and shit that went down the day the guild was stormed it still stood strong. He had made this his home for the last few years. sometimes the enemy really is more stupid than you would think.

He heads to the main chaimber and takes a seat waiting for the others if any would show up. The invitation had included a detailed map to the base but not a way inside. He wasn't just going to let them have an easy time of this. If they really wanted to be assassins working with the guild. Then they had to find their way into the base that was hidden in the middle of no where. A ghost town not on any maps. It was once and will be again the perfect place for the guild to work from the shadows. But first they had to build up numbers. And train. That brings a smile to his face.

@kalinsovrin Alister had awoken very early that morning with every intent of being the first to arrive, however once he arrived he noticed a man walking the yard. He dipped out of sight as quietly as possible whooshing away with the wind as the man passed. "Didn't know they would have security" he said to himself as he climbed the rafters finding a way inside through a window tha t had been left slightly ajar.

Upon his entrance he found himself enthralled in a room full of guild past members and affiliates. He recognized some familiar faces and smirked exiting the room swiftly. As he entered the hall he saw the man again he ducked into the shadows staying quiet. He had been there unnoticed thus far. He placed his hand on the hilt of his blade. "Where was the guy who sent the invite. And how the fuck did he know who i was" he thought to himself.

Alister kept low stalking the guard as he waited ready to strike if needed.

Harry Owl was in the general vicinity, the performer was wearing cheap heavy clothing. It was cold, a man had to make do. He had received the Assassin's invitation, he hadn't handed it in. It would have been a waste. He walked into the old grounds, and looked around for any entrance. Up high he saw a window that had been opened. Just his luck, he couldn't get up there. Instead he smashed open the windows of the ground floor, and stepped inside.

He made his way to the main hall.

Shadow was the son of the last guild master. So it was natural for him to sit and seem to be lost in his thoughts being back home for the first time in quite a long while. But while he put on a face of someone that didn't know what was going on around him at all. That was the farthest thing from the truth. He eyes glance over to the shadows hiding a male that had come in through the one room that Shadow had no desire to enter again. A single room that he was in and made sure nothing of him remained in it. But moving on from those thoughts he gives a light chuckle at hearing a window break. That one was much easier to notice. And would have to be beaten out of the recuit that caused such a noise. Assassins are not loud. they should be nothing but a whisper. The only thing giving the male in the shadows away. the faint rasp of hand sliding over his weapon hilt.

Shadow stays still for a moment before grinning and standing up " Well if you're trying to kill me you might as well come out of the shadows. After all you already gave yourself away. Years of training does wonders for the ears. As for the other one. You will have a lot of work ahead of you. I know the invites were sent to skilled people. Didn't realize it was given to the most noisy people around." As he determined. a test was in order to see if they would make it in the guild. So why wait to start.

@kalinsovrin Alister flipped himself over the railing landing to the ground with a subtle tap. He slid his blade back into it's sheath and with a small chuckle he held out his hand "the names Alister." He said pausing for a moment "I was taught to be prepared for anything but I would not have killed you unless the need arose" he said this with venom in his words providing caution as he spoke. His hand stood there outstretched as he gazed over shadow
Concerned. who the fuck is this guy? Where did he come from? Why did he call us back together now? Isn't the guild long dead? so many questions raced in his head but he date not speak a word. If this man were truly an assassin he would already know from a glance what Alister needed to hear

"My apologies." Owl politely exclaimed as he stepped into the main chamber. "But I don't see much reason to be quiet here. No one comes to this guild anymore, expect us I suppose." He shrugged.

Shadow looks them over for a few moments and then sighs. " one that only takes action when needed. And one that doesn't thing of the possible threat that lays in wait. Looks like there is quite a lot of work to be done there. First if I wanted either of you dead. You wouldn't be breathing right now." He points to Allister " You gave your position away. While most would miss the noise of a hand brushing the hilt of a weapon. A trained assassin never will. Had I wanted to I could have put a single round right between your eyes. You might have dodged that based on your ability to stay silent. So I would have aimed lower and to the right. If you were to dodge you would be hit in the lung. If not. Then a shot to the heart." He turns his gaze to Owl. "And you. You should by all rights be dead. Even if no one comes here. You're lucky the raid years ago set off every single trap this base had built up. But I will make sure that is fixed soon enough. Cant have people just waltzing in here when ever they feel like."

He turns away from them. "You both came here under the same context. A simple message inviting you to join the rebirth of a dead guild. Or did you come here for another reason perhaps?"

"Oh..." Owl looked embarrassed at the mention of traps, he hadn't thought of that. The letter alone should have been proof that this place had potentially been refortified with them. "Uh, yes. I came here because I got a message." He fished through his jumper and pulled it out. The message had been folded up, and it was strangely greasy.

Alister scoffed at the demeaning words of this man. Talking as though he needed more training. Alister had spent his whole life as an assassin. He was well aware of what an assassin could hear.his anger boiled inside him as he gripped his hidden blade pressed against his wrist. If shadow had so chosen to shoot Alister knew he would have been able to throw the blade. He was prepared for a trap not an assassin. "Mostly I'm here because of the letter" he said calmly trying to relax himself before he hauled off and hit this know it all

Shadow nods and then sighs. " I was honestly wondering just how many would do anything other than try and turn in the letters for the bounty on my head. After all I'm the only member of the guild left. They got cock on the day they wanted to kill me. Thinking I was just a low level recruit. " He turns to face them again his face a perfect mask. " I'm Shadow Slovnic. Son of the last guildmaster. I'm an unknown within the guild by choice. From this day forward if you want to be a member of the guild. Then you will get better. I don't give a damn how good you are right now. We were the best. And now there is only me left out of them. So clearly being the best isn't fucking good enough. We all need more training and this base. Well this is the only place that you can get any better than you already are. Your skills may be good. But let the past guild be a lesson. Even with great skills. You can still be fucked in a moment. " He grins." Now then Tell me about yourselves. I saw you had skills. But didn't look into it much past that"

Alister gave a devilish grin at the question. "The name is Alister Crowe and you may know more about me than you think" he gave a small wink as he turned his head to the sky "My given name is Alister but most know me as Reaper. I work in the shadows and I am never seen unless it's your time to die. Be you friend or foe a target is a target" his eyes faded out slightly as he remembered some horrible things he has had to do. "Oh" he said coming back to the present "one other thing.......you AREN'T the last guild member left" he gave a smirk up to shadow winking with a devilish tone.

"My name is Harry Owl, I'm a travelling performer in a troupe, because of that I know how to change my appearance, create some toxins, and I guess I can hide stuff up my sleeves." He shrugged, as he explained what he could do. "That's everything important, I wouldn't want to bore you with the details."

Shadow nods and then looks to Alister " No. I am the last member of the guild. There will be no more official members of the guild past me. If you can't figure out why that is. Then you clearly don't understand just why I'm being so cautious starting this back up in the first place. Now while There may be others that were in the guild before. I'm the last living guild member. When I die. Then so does the guild" He chuckles " But Shadows never really die. Just the name they use. But if you still don't get it. I can explain more. As for the two of you. It's time to see just how good you can actually do."

Alister scoffed "fine than. Whatever you want" he shrugged his shoulders and crashed his neck "what kind of bull shit test is this going to be?"

Shadow chuckles and then taps his chest. " you have to actually hit me. Use what ever you want. But just remember. Nothing in this base is as easy as it seems." He then steps back into the shadows and vanishes from sight. " you have to find me first to even try and get a hit."

"Oh." Owl paused as Shadow disappeared into the shadows. What now? He thought, the situation was rapidly going down hill in his opinion. He turned to Alister, "do you have any ideas?" He asked him.

Alister smiled as Shadow took his leave. It seemed he would need to use some advanced tracking skills for this one. He looked over to Harry and gave a small chuckle. It had been quite a while since he had been given a challenge of such magnitude. "I have but only one idea" he said sitting Criss cross on the floor. Alister closed his eyes and began to meditate. It was calm in this house of memories. And the silence was still enough you could hear a spider crawl.

About 15 minutes would pass through his meditation as he searched the confines of the house. Than he pulled a detailed map of the estate from his pocket and held a knife over it. He could hear a faint breathing and the lightest steps but was having trouble locating it.

After a few more minutes of silence he jutted his knife into the paper. "Here" he said happily as he opened his eyes to see the location. "He's somewhere on the other side of the building. Seems he made it pretty far" Alister smiled with excitement and licked his lips "damn. He really is skilled. I would have been disappointed if he werent"

She ran throw the forest. She was late very late. She jumped over traps and other things. She quickly made it to The meet with in record time. She jumped the fence and then ran to where the others where. She stopped short and gathered herself and took a deep breath. She had an advantage over every one and she know it. She walked in and smiled as she sat down. "So what did i miss?" she asked as she looked at everyone. She had a bit of a smirk on her face.

The smell of death was prominent in the air as a cold chill ran up Alister spine. He gripped tighter to his blade holding it steadily. He could sense something strange about the newcomer"Who the hell might you be and what are you doing here?" he asked pointing his knife directly at her. He wished to proceed with caution. Being an assassin first glances do not make friend or foe.

Shadow chuckles to himself in the small room that he had moved to. One of the skills that his father drilled into him alone was the Shadow shift. So while he was where he wanted to be. He could throw off anyone by controlling the sounds of his body and making them come from anywhere. He flicks on the silent cameras and sits back to see what they do for now.