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As his apprentice spoke Ajax chuckled under his breath. Slowly he walked to his apprentice, his steps silent on the top of the roof. "If this heist is so simple, Master, then why do we require an entire Warband? You and I have undertaken much harder tasks and accomplished them with ease on our own. I do not understand the Master of Shadows and his ridiculous rules." This statement reminded Ajax of himself, long ago when he joined the Brotherhood.

He nodded to his apprentices statement, understanding her inpatients of the matter."Not all who join the Brotherhood are as naturally skilled as you and I, child. The Master of Shadows knows this more than any. The reason we have been put on this task is to show the recruits the power of the Brotherhood and, with training, what they can become. Our jobs are to simply insure the mission goes smoothly. They will do most of the work..."

As the time approached almost 1 in the morning, Ajax could hear one of his warband climbing up the building. From the grunts of effort, he calculated it was none other than Zulgos, the warband's muscle. Zulgos was one of the more interesting of the members of the warhand, being the only one taller than him, maybe even stronger than him. As the man pulled himself up, Ajax calculation was correct. As he spoke, Ajax stood silently.

"Huh. I'm usually the last one here."

Ajax checked himself over one more time, before speaking back. Insuring he was ready. "The rest of them will be here any moment... Give it time.