It was time to stop running from what she must do, but she was no longer sure how. The cloak pulling at her body in the chilly breeze reminded this girl of that much. She must stop at nothing to assassinate the Emperor. Though she had no clue as to if she even had what it would take to do such a thing.

It was then that he returned, a man looking simple but with the ability to slit anybody’s throat without a moment’s hesitation. His own Guild cloak wrapped tied around his body. A quick glance revealed that he had hidden weapons under the black folds of the cloak, quite possibly in the pouch that kept anything unseen. Even the pouch itself. That is, unless you knew what to look for to find it and what it looked like.

The man’s, or maybe boy’s would fit better he was no older than seventeen, hood was down so his face was revealed. Short, but not to short, brown hair with bangs covering his eyes a slightly. What could be seen of his eyes could kill as though they were the daggers he used, not those of steel./c