Post #1284719 in Shadows of the Enlightened, a roleplay on RPG

The group moved slowly through the trees, avoiding any kind of lights thrown from the village out to the reaches of the forest which surrounded it. They had been scouting the village for several hours now, awaiting the darkness which would bring a river of blood with it before dawn was upon them again. All four of them had promised that they would not stop at anything and show no mercy to these monsters the world so respectfully called assassins. They would revenge the death of Sebastian at any cost. Dusk was now over and the night was upon them. In a couple of minutes the group would make history.

Amongst these four elite hunters were Theron and he could barely wait to sink his blade into the throat of their leader. He had been very close to Sebastian for many years and now that he was gone he didn't care for life anymore, his mind was set at killing the leader at any cost. Sarah, the strong and tall woman, gave them all the sign and so they moved in.
They were certainly not clumsy and their approach remained hidden till they were all in position. Johanna was going to slay the recruits in the barracks along with Gerald while Sarah would take out as many instructors as possible while they were still asleep. Theron was so proud of his task; He was the one who would kill the leader and her entire family.

There he stood, looming over the female who had caused all this pain to him and everyone he had ever held close to him. He started to count down from ten to one for that had been the plan. They would all start at the same time. But after reaching "2" in his count a small girl entered the room. She saw the mysterious man who was bending over her sister with a large knife in his hands. Before he could silence her she let out a scream like no other and the entire camp woke up. Most of them was killed before they could get to their weapons but soon enough what was left of the assassins took up arms against the hunters.

Therons knife sliced through the little girls throat, but too late, the entire camp was now awake and their plans had failed. He swiftly faced the woman behind him who had picked up her weapons and he saw how she threw sad looks at the dead little girl lying close to Theron. The hunter only smiled and threw one of his daggers at the woman. It penetrated her arm and sent her flying into the wall behind her. Theron was just about to finish the job when a man entered the room. It was Sebastian! The hunter only stood there, shocked at seeing a comrade he had taught was dead. After coming to his senses he threw himself at Sebastian and then he fled the scene with the rest of the group of hunters.

The last thing he saw was the barracks which were burning gracefully in the night. Screams of chaos, vengeance and sorrow filled the camp that night and Theron turned his back at it all.

--

Theron closed his eyes in pain. He hated these flashbacks and there was nothing he could do about them. All he could do was to try and get used to it but it would not been easy. The hunter gazed down on his arm where he had paid for a tattoo with all the names of the members from the old Wolf Hunters. There was Sarah, Johanna, Gerald and Sebastian even though he had betrayed them. He had still been one of them for a long time ago. But before he could think more about it he felt how his money sack was ripped from his belt by a small little boy. Theron set after him. He knew that he would catch him because he had more experience running and he knew how to navigate through Blackpond with his eyes closed.

That's right, he was now in Blackpond. He had business here to attend to and some people to talk to or at least one very interesting person to his plans. Unknown to the assassins they had a traitor amongst them who had been feeding Theron with information for quite a long time now. Their next meeting was going to take place tonight.
But back to the chase. Theron had taken a shortcut through a narrow alleyway and once out in the street again he caught the boy. He dragged the boy into the alleyway and threw him up on the wall.

"What do you think you're doing? You don't take what doesn't belong to you. You earn it!" Theron said and gazed upon the boy. He was obviously very poor and probably from the orphanage as well.

"But sir, I meant no--" The boy began but was cut short by Therons finger that closed his lips.

"Be quiet. I have a task for you and I will give you... 20 gold coins if you complete it. Do we have a deal?"

The boy was put down on the ground again and released. He didn't run because he realized that with 20 gold coins he could have a decent meal everyday for two weeks or eat really much for an entire week. He agreed to this deal and Theron filled him in on the details.

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There was a Inn located in Blackpond that looked normal and all. A nice little place in a dirt hole. It was said that McChop owned it but Theron knew better. He knew that the assassins owned it and it was there that they took a break when they were away from the camp or traded information. Theron had been there one time and from his dark spot he had heard many things.
Now he had sent the little boy to go into the Inn, stand on a table and tell everyone to be quiet. Even if they wouldn't be quiet because the boy said so they would still lower their voices when seeing a boy on a table. Theron had paid him to say the following words to everyone who wanted to listen to the boy.

"For several years ago the WolfPack was attacked by a group of Hunters known as the Wolf Hunters to many. Many assassins died that night and many more were mortally wounded and died a couple of hours later. This is known to the WolfPack as the "Red Night". A couple of years after that the Wolf Hunters were all killed, or so the assassins believed."

Now everyone in the Inn was quiet, listening intensively on the boys every word. They didn't know how the boy could know so much about their history but somehow he knew.

"One year ago a man returned to Valcrest disguised as a lone wanderer. He is the last of the Wolf Hunters and to you, assassins, he is known as the "Shadow Hunter".

After those words the boy jumped off the table and made his way out but before reaching the door of the Inn he faced the crowd who stared at him.

"Ask Daniela Rivers about the truth" He said to no one in particularly, but his eyes looked straight at one man amongst the crowd of workers and disguised assassins. He looked at the man named Sebastian Rivers. Then he left the Inn.

Theron smiled in triumph when he saw the boy leave the Inn and disappeared in the shadows of Blackpond.

Snippet #1284719

located in Blackpond, a part of Shadows of the Enlightened, one of the many universes on RPG.

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