Elliza

Chapter 2| Turning Eyes Blind

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Arie Sage
(3rd Person)
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Arie Sage felt as if she were being followed. A feeling she would not have cared for if it weren't for the fact she could not find whoever was following her.

A scan of the shadowed streets had revealed nothing to the witch, save for the many beggers that littered the surrounding paths.

Whoever was following her was skilled. Skilled enough to go unnoticed by her watchful eyes. Centuries of being taught how to hunt men, how to find targets in busy paths. Yet all that training and she fell short of noticing them.

All she had was a feeling she could not confirm nor deny.

Arie smiled bitterly, what sort of place had she been sent too?

She needed to find shelter, a small place with very few windows so she may have a chance of finding whoever now had her on their radar.

Arie was more than aware who owned these streets and several others like it.

They were known as the underworld overlords, people knew enough to know they were more than legend yet too little to believe they were real.

And still none took chance, for those who ever did were never seen again.

Not a whisper remained of them after whoever was done with them.

And Arie did not think any amount of gold was worth pissing those people off.

Finding a small, dingy inn Arie made her way inside and quickly payed for a room.

The inn keeper had been suspicious when she had asked for a room with few windows, and Arie had no doubt the residents of the path would all soon know which room the witch with the gold embroidered cloak now resided in.

Arie secured the door, moving the dresser that had been sitting in the corner of the room to rest in front of it, as not to be caught unaware.

She then moved to stand beside the window, out of sight but she would still be able to scan the paths below.

She would be staying there for the time being.

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Elliza
(3rd Person)
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Elliza payed the woman before her a gold coin, underneath the cover of night.

The woman would help get the guards out of the Back Alley's, as she needed business to get back to usual.

And the woman before her was the one to do it.

Elliza gave the woman a bottle of white witch dye. The colour would last three days, in that time the woman would board a ship and head for sea before washing the due out.

She would then change ships, after which she would then return days later with her wild red hair.

Oryn and Brann would insure that news spread and guards knew that a white haired woman got on said boat.

Of course the docks would be swarming with guards in case the woman returned however she would not.

Hopefully by the following week all would be at peace save the king and his demon spawn.

Elliza loves her plan, more than she perhaps should considering she was about to piss off a few important people.

The thought made her smile.

With that taken care of Elliza left the docks. The woman would receive more payment upon return or death if she thought to double cross her.

With her hood up Elliza kept to the shadows as she returned home, a Raven joining her half way to the tall building, flying above head.

How beautiful the moonlight was.

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The next morning Elliza was awoken with the sound of someone banging on her bedroom door.

She knew before ever having opened the door it was the twins or one at least.

And she was right as Brann stood outside the door, a poorly made tray of breakfast in hand.

He silently gave her the tray that had a folded peice of paper kept to the side, and then left.

It was a routine she had gotten used to over the years.

Elliza made her way back to the bed, placing the tray in the cotton sheets and picked the note up.

She smiled at the greeting that first greeted her, before her eyes scanned over the handwriting.

Oryn still had eyes on the witch, and Brann had watched the woman stow away on a boat her once wild red hair tamed and dyed white, and on display for all to see.

Brann had most likely left in a hurry in order to spread the news, as Elliza had asked of him to do the night before.

Oryn was still keeping his eyes on the witch. And had reported her movement. Though what struck her as odd was the symbol drawn on the page that had adorned the corner of the witches cloak.

Elliza had seen that cloak many a times over her years. The witch it seemed would be more trouble than she had first assumed.

She would have to warn the twins to watch themselves. For the witch that now prowled the back alleys, was a highly skilled assassin.

Eliza truly had pissed off the royalty of Seaha.

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Hey!
I can't help it, I'm giving you guys another chapter!
I was supposed to be saving these...

Oh well.

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