Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150220061957/@comment-5583506-20150223232424

Once Rikki had returned to the Sanctuary she began issuing he orders as to whom would be doing what.

"Our assignment target has been given as Amaund Motierre", she declared. "The false Emperor."

"Do I get to bite him wherever I want?" asked Babette.

Rikki smiled and tousled the vampire's hair with her hand, much to the girl's dismay. "As long as you are fit to kill him, yes?"

"Please, choose me, esteemed Listener", said Nazir drew out his scimitar. "It's been far too long since I got to kill anything worthy of some curved steel. Ha ha!"

"You will get your chance, Nazir", replied Rikki. "In fact, this one will probably need more than one for this assignment. It is a 'royalty', after all. He is likely to be well-guarded."

Cicero burst out in a jovial laughter and slapped his hands against the kneecaps. "Oooh, yes! The honoured Listener sends out more of our sweet mother's children to dispatch our foe in a symphony of purest... darkneeesss! Ahahaha!"

Rikki, whom had never really felt safe in the company of the mad jester, found his unwavering loyalty and spirit to be his greatest contributions to the guild. The same didn't go for his manner of speaking however.

"Niece", said Ma'Ravi and bowed lightly. "This one would be honoured if Ma'Javi sent her aunt to silence this phoney monarch. Our guild has done it before, and it shall be so again!"

Rikki had made her decision. "You are far too important to risk in such a mission, aunt. This one can not allow it. It's nothing personal, but Rikki doesn't want to risk to loose someone of your experience."

The Khajiit looked a bit saddened by the decision, but nodded in understanding and smiled afterwards. "As you wish, Listener."

"Evanius, Okeeme, Cicero and Olfhund will stay and maintain the sanctuary. Rikki will go, in order to supervise and make sure that there is an escape route to be used afterwards. Nazir, Babette and Belgarath shall be the assassination squad to carry out the task and silence eventual guards. Avoid it if you can. No need to dirty our hands for nothing, yes?"

The group nodded.

"Sorry for asking, great Listener", said Belgarath. "But who should be your bodyguard?"

"Kin'Jiro", replied Rikki.

The very atmosphere inside the Sanctuary seemed to darken even more as the tall and muscular Khajiit stepped out of the shadows. "The Listener called on this one?" he asked with a dark and brooding voice.

Rikki really liked Kin'Jiro for some reason. He didn't bother her as often as the others in the Sanctuary would, and he was a man of... of very few words. He rarely said anything more than fifty words each day, and that was when he was in talkative mood. The man himself was freakishly big and tall, his muscles had been trained so that he could easily crack a man's head like a nut between his biceps. Some said that he was of Ohmes-Raht breed, but Rikki didn't buy it. He had white fur with blackened stripes and a pair of dark blue eyes. His only clothing was a pair of fur leggings and a pair of rough leather boots. On his wrists he wore leather bracers. Besides that, he was always bare-chested and carried an obscenily large cleaver on his back. Not that he had ever need of it. He had once knocked an entire carriage over by just using his sheer strength.

Just the kind of man she needed to protect her.

"Yes", chirped Rikki. "Would Kin'Jiro do Rikki the honour of becoming her bodyguard for this assignment?"

The large Khajiit put a clenched fist to his chest and nodded in silence...