[IC] A Twist Of A Knife, The Birth Of A Legend.

[Rusalka]

"Hmph! Well that was quite rude. I expected better of a legend." Alena huffed deciding to leave the scene. Besides, there were contracts to fulfill instead of shooting the breeze with someone...who rather loathed her company, even if that someone be a well-known assassin. Following upon one last tip from the embittered businessman that was Lastraad before he and the assassin had parted ways, Alena continued her swift and hasty stride across the rooftops and the high passages of majestic Karstberg in pursuit of her designated target. According to the angry man and his venomous spouting of utterances towards the dark haired woman with eyes red as blood, the bastard known only as Lucien Balford was a well round drunkard who haunted a tavern in the eastern quarter of the city, a place where Alena might expect to find a lowlife such as Balford. From high atop, she leapt to the city streets below her feet, landing safely and displaying such grace a woman of the hidden blade could exhibit. None could see her beautiful visage though hidden behind the thick scarf that obscured her luscious yet subtle lips and her petite nose and the black hood draped over her head, concealing the rest of her face in infinite shadows, the only feature Alena revealed of her identity were a pair of gleaming red eyes that peered through the darkness unto the other citizens who passed by her without a care or a second glance towards the black clad woman ominously stalking through the crowded streets and back alleys. Despite the reputation of this crime ridden district, the passages of the eastern quarter were rather lax and unguarded, not a single armed guard of the city watch patrolling the area, which only made this task so much easier than the journey from the catacombs to Bartleby's Tavern without catching sight of the nuisances armored in their thick plate and mail, nuisances being they offered no challenge to the woman, so slow and so easy to dispatch. Alena approached the tavern's door, carefully turning the knob and nudging it open with a subtle creak of the old pinewood, immediately being sucker-punched by the raw stench of old ale and that oft musky odor of well...men, nefarious men at that. Her uninvited intrusion frankly fell unnoticed by Bartleby's many intoxicated occupants since it was drowned by their raucous drunk debauchery and cantankerous merrymaking. Most, if not many of these scruffy and bearded burly few, were sea captains and sailors who made their living upon the vast oceans, either sailing forth merchant and trader ships or fishing the high seas for a plentiful bounty to bring to market. The clanking of their iron tankards and their boastful hearty laughter intermingled with many a sea shanty they bellowed jovially. In all honesty, they were quite the vocalists in Alena's opinion, but the woman was not here to applaud the singing of sailors. Balford, he was here somewhere. It would've been sufficient if Lastraad could've given a better mental picture of this malicious ne'er do well, but the only clue he could give Alena of Balford's identity was he was a fat man with bright red hair, and from Alena's point of view, there were alot of men here who fit that particular description, however thanks to his haggard demeanor, Balford outed himself to his death dealer. "Bartelby ye old codger! Another round of Ale for me hearties!" There he was, the obese buffoon hollering to the elderly yet still broad barkeep for more booze for him and his comrades, a select few of burly men, shirtless and obscenely immodest but their chests brandished the scars of many a tussle, not to mention a mat of nodded hairs, and some wondered why Alena preferred the company of women over men. "Right away, Balford ye ole sea dog! Aurelia! Take these fine gents their ale! That table over there!" Bartleby handed the tray of tankards, filled to the brim with intoxicating ale, to a rather scraggly young barmaid, a petite figure with dusty blonde hair in a tousled mess around her shoulders, but a face as fair as an angel. I would be damned to ever frequent such a place if I were her. Alena pondered eyeing the lovely young lady, carefully sauntering across the tavern in all her dark cloak and armor towards her, all the while fetching a small vial of an ominous black substance of sorts from the pommel of her dagger sheathed to her side, next to her sword no less. "Ah...pardon me, mademoiselle." She spoke softly to the barmaid, feigning an accidental bumping into of the woman's tray she carried, but no less a faint smile crossing her lips as she saw the drops of dark liquid dissolve into Balford's beverage, along with his mates' drinks for good measure. "I should be more careful next time. Forgive me." Afterwards, before making her exit, she turned at the door to see Balford gulp down his ale. "URGH!! B-bloody hell!" Immediately his hand grasped his fat neck as he gasped for air and groaned in an infernal storm of agony. Saliva, frothy and red with his own blood, began to seep from the cracked crevices of his mouth, and soon a torrent of red exhumed from his lips and unto the knotty cedar of the table where he sat. His chums soon followed with their own cries of pain and suffering, a commotion it did cause, but before the perpetrator was discovered, she would be long gone from this den of undesirable denizens. Before her departure though, the sly woman jumped at the opportunity to leave a kiss upon the cheek of the barmaiden, "Fare thee well, my lovely." And out the door she was, scaling the high wall next to her and taking to the rooftops again, vanished before the watch soon arrived to investigate this vile account of foul play.

[RomanAria]

Aery flinched visibly from the question. "Yes, ma'am. My name isn't actually what I told you earlier, Aery Tailor? That's just my city name. I'm really called Aerienna Silverheart. My uncle is the king, which means that I am a princess, I think I'm tenth in line to the throne now. Ma'am, I never meant to deceive you, honestly. But would you have talked to me ever if you'd known?" Her hand that wasn't holding Ame twisted in her skirts anxiously.

[User]

with his clothes ruined by blood he left the scene, he had put the horse into his stable and took to the roofs. Over one house, another and another. shame no one is ever up here. 'clonk' he clided with a heaverly armored person and fell to the floor

[RomanAria]

"YAH,YAH!" he wiped his horse into over drive until he came upon an urchin camp. "well, we need to make sure her spies never make it" he hitched his horse and walked in "Who wants some food" he drew his knife and 'set to work' on the boys and girls (I know its wrong but after the fleeing i know you would be mad so he is damage controliing)

@User

(Oh dear. Temporarily controlling Tazz, sorry.) Tazz drew his knife on the stranger, but he was just too fast. In minutes the other urchins were dead. Tazz faced him, trying to decide what would work. He probably didn't face a chance. At that moment, Silly came into the camp, saw the blood, and the stranger. "Oh my god, Tazz, RUN!" Thankfully Tazz's reflexes were good. He turned and Silly leapt onto the man's back, sending him sprawling into the mud. In seconds Tazz was there with his knife to the man's throat. He wouldn't cut it, though, unless the man tried to kill him again. "Go get help, Silly. I've got it." When she hesitated, he shouted, "GO, SILENIA!" And she went. Silly sprinted back to Aery and Celaena. "Aery, aery, oh my god, come quick!" She was sobbing and panting from the run. "Aery, a man found the camp and he killed everyone, EVERYONE. Tazz is holding him but he doesn't stand a chance, and oh my god, everyone's dead but Tazz, Aery, help him, help him!" She stumbled against a wall, sobbing and unable to breathe.

[User]

((im gone, read above post))

[Slendy]

For some reason Allen wasn't to drunk to here Celaena say meet her at her guild but was drunk enough to misunderstand when she whispered brother into her ear. He didn't know were to find this guild so he was gonna ask her but she left and started dancing with this weird guy. Someone shouted something then the next thing he knows people are screaming and gaurds are entering the rooms in packs. "Well I guess party's over." He said to himself as he walks towards the exit. On his way out he noticed Celaena being dragged away by some gaurds. There seems blood on her so something must of happened. Allen decided to follow the gaurds and stay a safe distance away from them so he wouldn't be apprehended and questioned for following them. He watched as she was taken into the jail and came out a few minutes later. Allen didn't know what was going on so he jumped out the bushes and walked towards Celaena still wearing his tuxedo and sword. " What the hell is going on here!"

[The Slenderman]

At the mention that the urchins have died Celaena looked at Aery full of sorrow and then looked at the sky " I am not Celaena Sardothien.. I'm Aelin Galathyius rightful queen of terrasen and yes no matter what I will always trust you"

[User]

charles laughed and grabbed the boy throwing him into the wall. he walked to his horse and rode off "Stupid urchins" (Btw im still wearing a mask so no one knows its me unless you reconise the voice. and since they have nver met me im free)

[The Slenderman]

At the mention that the urchins have died Celaena looked at Aery full of sorrow and then looked at the sky " I am not Celaena Sardothien.. I'm Aelin Galathyius rightful queen of terrasen and yes no matter what I will always trust you" and then turned to Ailen " We have been betrayed, brother" she said then turned to Aery again " I will kill the guy who killed the urchins." She found a shortcut to get to Charles after searching.

[User]

charles stopped the horse at the gate of his cabin. he had no blood on him, he made sure to use knives and stay away from the bleeders. he also threw away any and all knives he had used. he got in and sat down, sharpening his weapons and building a new gun.

[The Slenderman]

It wouldn't take long for Celaena to discover the location of Charles, so she traveled to the place where he hid out, she saw his cabin windows and threw a rock at one of them, letting him know she was out to get him " come on lover let me in." She taunted, she was going to make him suffer for innocent deaths

[Slendy]

"Brother.....?" Allen starred blanky at her. "You can tell me more about this brother things later." He ripped of his tuxedo so he'd be shirtless and his jogging like pants were reviled. He bows. " The Devils thief, at your service." He didn't know what was going on but getting dirty is way better than just being lost in the moment. " So how did this person betray you....um... I never got your name."

[User]

"There! Its ready" he heard the window smash and looked out "One second, let me get dressed" he inked up the traps, grabbed his heavy armour and loaded two pistoles "I must admit, i thought you were dead. and what children? I came straight home after that accident at the ball" he stood at the door and unlocked it "Can we talk about the ball in a civilised manor? What would Arobynn say if we did this?"

[The Slenderman]

Celaena knew better than too enter the front entrance, so she quietly climbed up on the roof and then, to distract him chucked a rock near the front door and expertly moved in from the the roof, she looked around ' good not in this area ' she listened closely for any movements

[User]

since she wasnt coming in he snuck out the back, got on his horse and rode off "I tried to let her in, she just wouldnt talk it out"

[Rusalka]

The rose was delivered as soon as possible and the contract of Erick Vaughn Lastraad had been sealed. Fifteen hundred gold was indeed a high price to pay for the services of a notorious cutthroat, but there were indeed factors, disciplines of the woman that stood above the common rabble of hired muscular thugs and contracted mercenaries to do such dirty, and often bloody work, and that was precision, finesse, and the utmost importance placed upon secrecy and the shadows. Never once minding the cost of Alena's services however, Lastraad was quite pleased upon hearing the woman's account of how she easily dispatched that loathsome cad Balford to the darkness and horror of Oblivion with just a few simple drops of Mirkwood Serpent venom, a most lethal of concoctions the Earth Mother definitely brewed within the nefarious wretches of the forest, oh how those slender black and yellow spotted snakes had served the Coven so greatly over the years, but enough rambling. The payment was collected and bloodshed was put forth. Now that Balford was out of the picture, Lastraad could continue living his life....until one day if Alena were to collect his. Bidding farewell to the man, the assassin leaped from the third floor balcony of his prestigious abode in the Noble Quarter and took to her accustomed pathways again, vaulting from rooftop to rooftop in the pale light of the moon cascading down upon her.

[The Slenderman]

After suddenly hearing a horse trot, she ran to the nearest window and jumped head first, she landed after she did a forward roll only to see Charles riding off, she had to run after him and she did just that

[User]

he saw her running and fired a shot at her and sped up to a gallop through the forest

[The Slenderman]

She strafed to the left, only a firey rage was inside of her she had to kill Charles for what he did to the urchins and Aerys friends and Her spies, why had she told him about the urchins at the ball she never wanted to She then gave up on the whole affair then walked back to the city and walked to Ailen " I'm Aelin Galathyius. Your sister." She said hurriedly from running so damn much she had a pain in her left kidney

[Slendy]

Allen was speechless. He clearly didn't know why she was breathing so heavily. "That's ......I.....don't know what to say." He literally sat criss cross in the middle of the ground. "Why are you breathing so fast anyways?"