The general walks off to his headquarters and two guards join him as an escort.

/ooc ok PM me when you are ready for night to set in...

Suddenly, it got darker, and Aeadil proclaimed "What the fuck?"

Yes friends. His head was lopped off.

The Dark Assassin struck once again, and with that, the lands quivered in fear.

"lvl 47 mage lfg 2 kil DA"

Then, a scream, then silence.

"Rezz plz"

The general suited up in his old rogue gear heads out with a quiver full of poisoned arrows, and 2 rapiers... one looks like it is burning. As he hears the screams he runs as quietly as he can to his hiding spot near a peculure looking tavern.

At this moment a dark figure rushes by looking like he is heading away from the monk guild.

The general runs to the monk guild to find the guard dead and the traps all sprung.

"What the fucking hell," he exclaimed.

He rushes off at full speed, not caring about stealth, to the jail.

he calls out to Kedarius the best way without it being noticed too much.
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A old cleric in Karana's armor trys to stop him by saying,"general its ok, I've respawned now. The general pierces this man and kills him.. "Shut, up you old fool.

/ooc Icouldn't resist... disregard that last post if you are really in the role playing party

[ 05-14-2002: Message edited by: NiteShadow ]

"Damn that general and his help"
"By the gods I will have his damn head, if its the last damn thing I do"
"That rogue I saw in the tavern he must of tipped them off... he must die to"
"the cleric would make a nice 'playmate' *grins*"

Tomarrow night they all die, but the cleric. *snarls* *snickers* *cackles evily*

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"the rogue was right," the general stats as he begins to walk away "this is no regular rogue." At this he turns from the jail and begins to walk out.

The chase continued...

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I haven't a frigging clue who's in charge of the Dark Assassin, which is why I left my post hanging on Kedarien chasing this assassin. If someone wants to pick up the DA then go ahead, and I'll keep chasing...

The Dark Assasin going back to the scean of the crim to set the traps again, so it looked more professional, saw Kedarian and took off running down the street weaving in and out of shadows as best he can. "Damn that rogue I thought he's be with the general. I mean hell a deft man could here the general calling for him when I was chased the first time... Oh well, time to show him some true rogue work." At this the assasin runs into a barn and dives into a big pile of hey and awaits his chaser's arival. <snickers softly> Time to kill this one

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The general sulks out back to finish his runs and heads over towards the monks guild to pick up his traps and the guards corpse.

There was a brief crackling noise, and then a large cloud of green gas began to pour out of the ball.

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The gas is supposed to be a sleep-type-gas-thingy.

As he then relizes he is literaly trape he summuns the rest of his stregnth and trys to bolt out the door and trys to run along side the barn so the smoke still covers him up alittle.

Feeling the fresh air he sorta gains more strength from the smoke bomb, but it still isn't enough to move much farther. He stumbles in the grass and passes out.

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The genreal seeing the smoke comes running over. Only to find Kedarian and the passed out rogue.

/ooc it's not over yet <snicker>

The Black Hand is comprised of rogues who specialize in the ‘fine art’ of assassination. This malevolent organization, although hidden in secrecy, is known by all men; people fear that they will become the next piece of game for their entertainment. Killing brings pleasure to the members of The Black Hand. Rulers of great nations, confined to their own living chambers, are frightened at the thought of roaming in the open. The countless fingers of The Black Hand extends deep into the hearts of kingdoms. No one is safe.

Shunning away from civilization, this man has not seen another’s face in several months. He is exhausted, desperate for a trickle of hope to shine through his nightmare. But all he has seen so far… his loved ones, so innocent and caring… How could he have let them perish for his own deeds? Pained by the reminiscences of the past, he searches for an explanation. His way of seeing things, however, makes that explanation unreachable, unless he admits to his own cowardice. He claims to be of no fault for the demise of his family.

Every shred of his life is torn by agony. This man cannot survive any longer by himself as he claws for that distant answer. Why can’t he confess to himself? He has always followed the path of truth and virtue. A renowned hero just a few months ago… but now he is just as dead as a withered leaf, floating to the dense foliage of a forest floor, soon to decay and be forgotten. Why? The word floods through his every thought and haunts him to no end.

A sudden snap of a nearby twig startles the man, and he frantically looks about. He has been discovered. Four men draped in black cloaks swiftly surround him. The Black Hand has finally found their man.

He is too fatigued to fight back, let alone try to flee. Knowing that his departure of the world is near, he staggers to his feet and gazes at each of the men. His mind is swamped by a flood of thoughts. Why? Why can’t this man, a hero in every right, just acknowledge the fact that he stole that loaf of bread at the marketplace? His lips quiver as he tries to utter a final plead of forgiveness… but all that comes out of his petrified mouth is the word…

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He said...Doink?

Out of the blue, a group of five wizards appear to the north of the four assassins and their victim. They're wearing very ornate robes, the design would only be known to a select few. The group approaches, their hands at their sides, walking calmly and with an aura of confidence swirling around them.

The five stop, and one steps forward, the leader. His hands begin to glow red, and then the victim is surrounded by a flaming shield. The hands of the other four wizards begin to catch on fire, and then the four assassins are suddenly struck with an intense barrage of flaming energy.

In the distance, the sound of a horse galloping can be heard. The sound gets louder, someone is approaching.

With a crash, a pure white horse breaks through the folliage, it's rider is an elf, who brings the horse to a quick halt, and grabs the victim by his shirt, hauling him up and over, resting him just infront of where the elf is sitting on the horse's back.
"Hang on!" He says aloud...

[ 05-17-2002: Message edited by: Liam ]

Adieu, Mr. Wade.

[ 05-17-2002: Message edited by: nem-x ]

Blort!

The general helps drag the assasin to the jail cell where they meet up with Fantasha.

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The assasin relizing what had happened wakes up to relize his capturers. He says, "let me go b*st*rds, I am friends with some very powerful assasins and the legion of the dead."

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The general says in a quiet tone, "Thanks, Now lets get this guy to the jail."

along the rest of the way it was uneventful, but an uneasyness never got over the general. He kept thinking "who could this person be" or "why did he attack here."

Upon there arrival the general tells the guild leaders that they are to return home, he then gets 3 guards to go with each.

"Now lets see who our assasin is"

The general pulls back the assasins mask and gasps in astonishment. "No, it cant be!"

the general quickly hides the face of the assasin.. "umm, guys our assasin is my brother.. I'm not ashamed to admit it but I knew it'd proly be him.. and I am ashamed that he did kill those guild leaders, and since we caught him we have to persucute him, I will leave it up to you two.. I cant possibly persicute my own brother... tell me when you thought of something."

*blinks in shock at hearing the news* Why would your brother want you killed?

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The generals brother lay quiet eaves dropping on the 3 talking... trying to act as unconciense as possible.

After a few min. Fantasha returns as the lady heads out the way she came. "Sorry for that M'Lords but it seems as if I have more urgent matters to attend to for Mother Tunare. Since we have caught the Assasin and he is in your hands. I see no reason what I might be needed for. So, unless you need me any further I must be off..."

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Fantasha waits patiently at the docks when in the skyline she see's a barge approach the dock. When it hits the dock she climbs on and takes a seat pulling open her spell book getting some last minute spells up. The barge pushes off and from the dock it drifts into Iceclad Ocean. Fantasha then hopes up and jumps into the ocean when the barge pulls simi-close to an island. She then runs across island and again waits patiently at another dock. To her relief she does not wait long before a mechanical boat of sorts pulls up to the dock. She then climbs aboard and goes further into Iceclad Ocean.

"It is possible I tell you Kedarien, it was a scam I was to watch my brother and make sure he didn't try to excape." The general shrugs off a tear at his own treachery, "As for the guild leader, that is also possible this was 15 years ago before they really monitored the leaders, especially when theives that have been wanted for a long time come in."

the general lowers his head, "It wasn't easy for me to stay there and hear my brothers screams from the whip, and knowing that I was going into the room and drinking a thing of wine, but it had to be done. I had no choice." At this the general slumptes into a chair and sobs alittle then stands up and whipes his tears away. "I am sorry."

Whoever was following Fantasha seemed to already know her route, for the figure arrived at each of her stops at the same time she did. However, the figure stayed hidden, moving with the shadows or moving slowly enough that it would not be noticed by a casual glance. When the boat to Velious arrives, the figure quietly slips into the water and climbs aboard...

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