the assassin

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Blood stained the blade that lay next to the targets body. The deed was done and the payment was collected. The target was a rich man by the name of Nazime. His petty thievery stood for three months until now. His body was left, mutilated in the streets. It was night so the morning sun would reveal the body. The guards had been to buissy sleeping to notice that there was a murder just three minutes ago.

The target had struggled to get free as the killer had struck the killing blow. All that was left now was to go back home. The assassins brother had returned from his mission. He was sent to clear out a fort, just off the coast of solitude.

The assassin couldn't waist any time. The sun would be up soon and if she wasn't back she wild have been caught in the act. She had to move, slowly, hiding in the bushes, trying not to disturb the crows sitting over her head. She mostly delt with the killings of people and theft. Her brother went for the fight. He loved to fight. He'd train every day and night, trying to master the arts of sword combat. And finally her sister. Her sister was the master of archery and alchemy. If you needed a target killed from a long range she was the girl you want to. The assassin was only seventeen. Her brother fifteen and her sister thirteen, the youngest in the family. Her parents died they were killed by vampires.  The assassin and her family are all wood elves, masters at taiming wild beasts and using them to their advantage. Her brother was a companion. She was part of the thieves guild and dark brotherhood. Her sister. Well her sister was just a crazy girl who liked to kill.

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