Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-24736819-20170412133724

"We march as soon as we gather the supplies, then. Do you think that now that we are no longer enemies, the General would aid us?", the big man wondered.

"I hardly believe so, General Noleon is more concerned in training new warriors and protecting Daggerfall from a possible attack from Jovron and the Imperials.", Gawain replied.

"Right... Hmm, I guess it will be just us then.", Doraleous replied, scratching his chin.

(I'll take control of Damian to hurry his death, if that's ok.)

Damian never looked so happy as he made the plans for his great ascension, so naturally he wasn't much worried about anything else in his proximity. Leaning over his desk and using three different maps to mark his future advances and strategies, he failed to notice the lack of noise from his guards outside the study.

"Big plans for a small person.", an unexpected woman's voice came from the shadows, which immediately brought Damian to conceal the weapon he had nearby.

"Who is it that enters my study uninvited and undesired?", the smugness in his voice told Lisbeth that it would be much easier than she thought.

She stepped away from the shadows and into the light of the candles.

"You? I remember you, hmm... The farruner whore who offered herself to me back when I was still mingling with those lowly men. I have refused you once, why would anyone think that I would accept you now? Is this an attempt, ludicrous one if I may add, of that fat King to prevent me from attacking his lands?", Damian smirked and Lisbeth could easily see through the poisonous King.

"You are a murderer, Damian Solance. Nor kin, nor friends are safe from your thirst for power. King Tormund did not sent me, I've been living in your castle for quite a while now.", Lis gracefully strolled through the study as if she was a young and curious girl.

"So why are you here? And it's King Damian, red whore, you'd do well to remember that.", the King kept his pose, quickly realizing the reason of her presence there.

"Well, I can see you realized why I am here... Took you long enough. No one sent me here, I just felt the need to give Northpoint a worthier ruler.", Lisbeth smiled, slowly approaching Damian, "Don't worry, though, Northpointers are used to Kings being deposed by dubious situations and they won't mourn for you."

"What a ridiculous statement coming from an pathetic person. You cannot kill me.", Damian readied his concealed dagger, believing that she was about to strike.

"Oh, Damian, Damian... You wouldn’t believe how many men like you I've met. You wouldn't believe that in the end, you all say the exact same thing."

In a moment, the woman dressed in red was across the room, speaking and going through Damian's books, but before the King's eyes could blink she was already upon him.

"Oh.", he let out, quickly realizing that she wasn't a normal killer.

Damian had enough time to thrust his poisoned dagger into Lisbeth's stomach and he smiled, thinking that would be enough.

"Your little needles and poisons won't help you, viper. You've met a bigger predator.", she smiled while grabbing him and jumping through the open window of the study.

Damian's face was that of a terrified child when he realized that his death was imminent, but he did not scream. Not even when his face met the hard floor beneath the castle and it was crushed to a bloody blob.

Lisbeth gracefully landed beside him, and knelt by his body, tasting his blood.

"Hmm, delicious.", she smiled before disappearing.