Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20151209203133/@comment-5583506-20151212005514

Myvryna sighed, rather annoyed that she had managed to drag her sorry behind into trouble after all. She was starting to suspect that she had been sent here to be confronted by the Mournhold guards on suspicion that she was the one responsible for lord Redoran's death.

Danric trudged along the gutters of the Imperial City. The only way to find the best men sharing his trade; but that could be considered expendable without doing all too much damage to the assassination business, was to dig deep... and to dig low...

The Waterfront district was a perfect place to look for the society's most unwanted. A speakeasy going by the undercover name of The Runaway Bride awaited him in a shady alleyway, almost as if welcoming him home...