-An Assassin's Return-

[Desperanza]

The assassin had taken sometime within Murate for a while. She had by now picked up word of the takeover by the wicked King. She knew of the wedding and she knew that they were all located within Ellsinora at the moment. She had been teaching Allaire for some time now and yet she felt no connection with the child. She was simply a student, a pupil. She had not gotten close to the child and she knew that she never would. When the child decided that her training was over, then Aurora would release her. She hadn’t taught the child anything past stealth and simple attacks that the child could perform efficiently and without being caught but Aurora’s secrets were kept within her still despite the fact that she taught the child and slowly she was revealing more and more to the child to allow her further things to learn and yet Aurora counted down the days until she would be free again. She sighed, closing her eyes for a brief moment before she glanced ahead again as she glanced around for Nesfira but she didn’t plan on taking the horse at the moment. She would take a walk for a little while. She was close by this point. She had once again traveled to Ellsinora, leaving Allaire behind to practice. It was time that she made an appearance within the castle again. It was time that she recollected her strings that she kept tied there.

As she gazed up at the castle, she remained silent. She said nothing and she did not alert anyone to her presence. The world was quiet, people no longer lingered outdoors and most buildings had been burned down and what stood now had simply been simple shacks that had been built rather quickly in the wake of the fire that had burned the world down. There was no longer any joy in the world of Ellsinora. There was no happiness, no grinning faces and no squealing children. It was a far cry from what Ellsinora had once been. Aurora smiled slightly, glancing among the people that lingered here and there washing laundry or trying to get food though there really wasn’t much to go around. The scene was rather bland. The world seemed lit in shades of black and grey. The landscape was charred and scarred from the fire and the scene was all around depressive.

The assassin stepped forward, making her way along the center of town with her black cloak billowing out behind her. She was dressed in her usual from a pair of fitting leather black pants to the black died cotton shirt that showed her feminine features off quite well. She wore her typical thigh high leather boots with her two daggers tucked in at the inside of her thighs. She had her assassin blades at her back, a few small pins tucked into her hair and her third dagger was settled at her right hip. She was fully dressed as the assassin she was and her unforgiving heart remained. She remembered severing Muratian guard’s hand clean from his body before killing him soon after. She quivered with a grin at the thought of the kill and sighed with satisfaction. The killing was oh so sweet indeed. However she cast a glance to the castle as it rose towards the sky, her emerald eyes scanning the stone structure. She glanced over the building for a moment, the castle that now seemed encased in shadows. She arched an eyebrow and approached the entrance.

She made her way forward and stepped into the courtyard. The soldiers did nothing to stop her and she was satisfied as she approached the high wooden doors and swung them open. She stepped into the castle to a flurry of activity as preparations for the wedding ensued about the castle. She blinked for a moment, surprised at the flurry of activity before she sighed softly and stepped forward again. She made her way forward through the castle, looking around and searching things a bit. Already the feel of the castle had changed. Paintings had been ripped or torn down. The walls had been hung with crimson or black tapestries and dark lighting was laid out around the castle here and there where the area glowed softly along the halls. She arched an eyebrow and shrugged, coming to investigate the castle a bit though she didn’t pay much attention to where she was going or what was happening and nor did she hardly notice who she happened to pass in the midst of her searching. She didn’t fear the King or his assassin or any other wicked hearted creature that wandered the halls, she could fend for herself if need be.

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[AmberEyedWolf]

Kazimir
Indestructible master of war

The dark-hearted, dark-robed assassin perched upon a ledge within the castle. The buzz of activity bothered him, and to avoid it, he had climbed up above it all. He sat and toyed with a slim dagger as he watched the people scurry about. One man in particular caught his attention. He was running about, going back and forth through the hall. He seemed frazzled, and Kazimir smirked. "Time to play."

With a quick flick of his wrist, the dagger soared through the air. It sank deep into a wooden beam just above the head of the frazzled man. Startled, he froze, slowly lifting his hands to his head. The cloth hat that had previously sat there was gone, pinned to the wall by the dagger. The man looked around frantically, and the hissing voice in his mind laughed wickedly.

He removed himself from his perch, landing lightly on the ground. He strolled across the hall and drew the dagger from the wall. Turning to face the man, a devious grin crossed his features. His blood red eyes flitted between the dagger and the man who stood terrified before him. After a few moments, he leaned forward. "Run."

Like a bullet, the man was off. A step forward and a wrist-flick later, the man was down, the dagger sticking out from his back. Casually, the assassin strode over to the body. He looked around at the servants paralyzed with shock. "Well, don't just stand there! Clean this mess up!" His voice held a hint of a growl in it, and the servants moved swiftly to remove the body. Kazimir walked off, a slight smirk on his face. "Brilliant, brilliant. A beautiful kill. More blood would have been better, but that was still fun."

He turned down into another corridor, wandering aimlessly. A few more turns, and he saw something he never expected to see. A flash of red hair turning down another corridor. Since he was already familiar with the castle a bit, he darted off in the direction he came, taking a few different turns before he reached the other end of the hall Aurora had entered. He leaned against the wall, cloaked in shadow, and waited.

As the redhead drew closer, Kazimir didn't move, but rather, announced his presence in a different way. "Well, well, well. Never thought I'd see you again, stranger." From the shadows, his red eyes bored into Aurora's. He pushed himself off the wall and took a couple steps closer to her. "I never got to thank you. My Daemon Inferni is quite the loyal horse." A slight smile crossed his face and he bowed slightly as he thanked her.

[Desperanza]

Aurora’s eyes shifted this way and that, glancing over paintings and murals that of the royal family. There had been all of the originals stripped away, or in the process of it and those that were still to be taken were slashed viciously, canvas hanging loosely as the painted images sat rather uselessly and damaged, waiting to be taken away. In their wake were instead becoming paintings of the King Magrej, painting of wicked creatures that seemed only to come from the mind and imagination of one’s evil mind. Others were rather shadowed landscapes from storms to shadowed valleys. The scenes were of course dark and the rich greens and gold that had once adorned the curtains and draperies were instead being replaced with crimson and ebony. The castle was beginning to take on a rather dark expression now.

The servants skittered about, obviously jumpy as if at any moment the King would pop up out of thin air and slit their throats, rape them, or torture them. It was a rather pathetic scene for the maids were even frightened of the soldiers that patrolled the corridors here and there and Aurora offered a rather amused smile before she turned her gaze away again. The young women stared at the ground with wide, glassy eyes full of fear and solace, depression hung clear in the air and the assassin sighed, chuckling quietly as she turned her gaze out of the window instead, pausing for a brief moment to look out at the landscape.

There Kiyer stood some yards from the entrance courtyard to the castle. Depressed and sunken in it was an ugly scar of what it once was. The Blue Boar was in tatters, the homes and shops were in shambles. People milled about like empty ghosts that floated from one destination to the next while at the head of the town there unmistakable armor gave them away, Murate soldiers. They were all milling about a table and many crates, rationing out food to the people of Kiyer. Starving and miserable the town now held little to none of its former joy and outgoing nature and the entire area took on the same smothering depression that the King had cast across the land, as well as his Queen Abigail.

Now, as she turned from the window she caught the movements of Kaz and paused, narrowing her eyes briefly to watch him carefully before a coy smile crossed her features and she nodded curtly to the fellow assassin as she gathered her hood at her back and let her auburn hair tumble along her back still. Her emerald eyes cast a glance about the maids once more who all skittered in fear at the appearance of the assassin, darting this way and that to get further from him as his reputation was growing and they were indeed frightened. Aurora chuckled quietly and lifted her enticing gaze back to Kaz, her green eyes taking instantly a new shade of a lulling magenta as she drifted closer to him, her gaze a bit flirtatious for a brief moment as she grinned and nodded slowly to the fellow assassin, her eyes taking on a serene sapphire for a brief moment, pleased with Kazimir’s movements. One thing was indeed true of Magrej’s fellow assassin-He knew who his own fellow assassin’s were and he did hold an air of respect for herself which pleased her and so in turn she bowed slightly to him in return, “It has been some time since I have seen you Kazimir, the day you found your fellow beast is the last time and you seemed to be elsewhere.” She stated with a curt nod as she arched a brow inquiringly towards him.

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[AmberEyedWolf]

Kazimir
Indestructible master of war

"Oh, look. The little girlie wishes to play." The hissing voice was filled with a dark amusement. Inside his mind, Kazimir growled at the voice. We are not to harm her, fool. She is one of us, an assassin. The voice hissed in response, but said not another word.

A light smile played on his lips as he watched Aurora. "I had just finished a job for Magrej when we met. Immediately after I returned to him, he sent me on another mission, which was a lot more.. interesting."

He walked over to a nearly preserved picture of the late King Crevan. Slipping a dagger from his sleeve, he toyed with it, staring at the painting. "I was charged with the task that began this entire power shift. I was instructed to get close to the king, and then..." He took the dagger and stabbed it into the painting, right over Crevan's heart. Just as he did when he killed the man.

"I killed him. I watched him bleed out. Blamed that rebel Black Star. And they believed me. Every last one." His smile grew, taking on a darker quality. "Ah, yes. All those spineless idiots believed us. Even though Magrej has said otherwise, there are still many who believe our claims. We are quite the pair, aren't we?" The voice laughed wickedly, the sound echoing in his mind.

He turned to Aurora, his red eyes lit with an odd light. He blinked, and the dark light was gone, the insanity fought off. Silence. This is not your time. If you fail to remain quiet, I swear you shall not have your way for a long time. Stay silent, and you will have your blood. Do the opposite, and you'll never have it again. Kazimir was taking control. He wouldn't let the voice ruin this meeting. An angry his met his thoughts, but that was all. The one thing the voice loved more than making its presence known was blood. The denial of that precious drink was enough to make him obey.

A small smile crossed his face. "And what have you been up to?"

[Desperanza]

Aurora's head tilted into a nod and she grinned, her eyes flashing a vibrant gold for a brief moment at the prospect of the kill before she sighed, sobering again with a slight smile. The assassin adjusted her cloak at her back and eyed the situation around them as maids hurried past as if the castle were on fire. The prospect amused her and she grinned.

She inhaled slowly and cast a glance back to Kaz once again with a slight nod, "Must have been quite the experience." she stated, imagining what it would have felt like to have murdered the king. She inhaled, taking a steadying breath before she grinned and shifted her weight with a sigh as she nodded curtly and folded her arms across her chest.

Her eyes darted over the sight of her fellow assassin, taking in the clothing that Kaz wore along with the sight of him. He was rather impressive and those crimson eyes of his were something that she adored. They were different, never changing and his ebony hair that rested just against his forehead. She sighed, grinning to herself.

Her eyes once again took on a rather flirtatious pink of which she was aware of as it ran along with her emotions. Her right hand lifted to toss a few feathered strands of her vibrant red hair back over her shoulder, inclining her head slightly to the fellow assassin with a slight grin, "Tell me, what work are you on now? What mission claims your time?" she inquired with an arched brow towards him as she awaited his reply.

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[AmberEyedWolf]

Kazimir
Indestructible master of war

Kazimir smiled slightly as he watched Aurora. Her eyes were ever-changing, and though it was unusual, it intrigued him. Her red hair, so much like a fox, made one word stand out in his mind: vixen. It seemed to fit the assassin standing before him. Beautiful, tempting, dangerous. Likely feisty as all hell, too. Kazimir smiled at the thought.

He leaned casually against the wall next to Aurora, intentionally moving closer to her. "I have no work, currently, other than to walk the halls, tempting random strangers as they pass." He offered a grin in her direction as he spoke, hoping she'd catch the meaning of his words. "Other than that, I sit around, waiting for orders. Things have been rather slow, lately." he thought about the man he had killed earlier.

"It's been somewhat boring. Earlier, the boredom was too much." A devious grin landed upon his face. "I think it was the wedding planner. Let's just say, he won't be planning anymore weddings." His eyes darkened slightly, thinking back to the kill. It had been unnecessary, yes, but it was still amusing.

He turned his crimson eyes upon Aurora once again. "But still, you have avoided my question. What is it that you have been up to, little Vixen?" The name slipped easily off his tongue, almost naturally. A mischievous glint in his eye, he watched her, gauging her reaction.

[Desperanza]

Aurora's right brow lifted, a clean and elegant arch above her now steel silver eyes. She watched the fellow assassin with interest and nodded slightly in his direction with a slight grin placing itself upon her face with a twinkle of amusement within her eyes. She inhaled slowly before releasing it once more as she leaned her shoulder against the wall lightly, noting him slowly moving closer to herself but she was satisfied with this, feeling much like the magnet she seemed to be for men and yet it was not the same with this one for this was indeed a fellow assassin with perfect control over every aspect of his system, no doubt.

She inhaled slowly, her breath silent. Her eyes never left him as he spoke to her though her head nodded slightly here and there with auburn tresses dancing downwards along her neck and cheeks now as her eyes fluttered back to a luscious and teasing flirtatious pink once more. She blinked, aware of the changing color as she gazed at the man with an almost feline smile. "Too bad. I am no random stranger." she stated softly, her tone strong but lulling as she spoke before she fell silent briefly once more.

Her eyes fluttered briefly towards crimson for a moment in interest at his mention of how he had cured his boredom this morning. For a fleeting moment she felt the typical quicker and heavier thump of her heart at the prospect of the kill. She grinned slightly wider, her breath fluttering outwards in a rush for a moment but when she spoke, her words were quite controlled, "Indeed. I am sure that the Queen has every aspect laid out in time anyways. What is there a need for a wedding planner?" she replied with a quiet chuckle as she shifted herself slightly, lowering her back against the wall now with her arms folded lightly across her chest, purposefully accentuating a slight frame for her natural feminine beauty on purpose as she cast a side glance to Kazimir teasingly before she replied to his question, "I have been here and there, honestly not much interest to speak of. Finding ever more spineless creatures that have a wish to waste my time and in the end they suffer." she stated with a thoughtful nod. "I have made many a journey between Murate and Ellsinora and I am not so pleased to say that not much work has presented itself to me, either. Though then again I am not sure what drew me to the castle once again, either." she replied with a slight grin towards Kaz once again.

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