Tyrannus Acolyte's Story

Tyrannus paced back and forth across the south wing of Elalimeth's castle. He was finally going to fufill his dreams, thee assassination of King Balian.

Tyrannus Hated Balian ever since he broke down the door to his hideout and killed 4 of his best assassins, and friends. It may of been a year ago, but Tyrannus remembered it as if it were yesterday.

He slowly slid one of the hidden blades of its hilt and put it in his pocket, then slid in his cross bow attachment. He loaded a bolt in and pulled back the string. He swung down from roof, looking through a window, and spotted Balian. "There you are ya little bastard..." he raised his crosssbow and aimed for a dent in the kings armor...

"Quit moving..." Tyrannus whispered before he notice the Praetorian guards. "Grr this just got complicated..." Tyrannus honed in on the dent and pulled up just enough strenght to pull the trigger considering he'd been taking aim for about 5 minutes...

As her father embraced her Jessamyn trembled with barely contained sobs. Despite her wish to throw herself into her father's arms and cry when her father released her, Jessamyn smiled and stilled her trembling. "I've been wonderful and missed you dearly father." After a long pause at his second question Jessamyn forced herself to brighten her smile and nodded. "I've been wonderful."

When the Praetorian guards came in Jessamyn stepped back from her father so he could address his guards. Watching with a kind smile on her face Jessamyn stepped forward to place a hand on her father's arm as he dismissed the guards, knowing he would invite her for a walk as he had always done before he left and the guards interrupted them. As her hand landed on her father's arm a bought of dizziness hit her and she only had enough time to register the signs of a coming vision before she collapsed.

As her own surroundings left her new surroundings replaced them. Looking around from the strangers point of view she recognized the room as one of the rooms in the south wing. Quickly dismissing the thought she focused on the crossbow in the strangers hands or, more importantly, the fact that it was pointed at her father. The last thing she saw before her vision darkened again was the trigger being pulled.

"Payback time..." Tyrannus punched out the window and pulled the trigger, Realeasing the arrow and sending it into a spiral twords the king...

Just as soon as she collapsed Jessamyn stumbled to her feet and shoved her father roughly out of the way of the arrow. Though she was quick enough to get her father out of the way she was not fast enough, while in her heavy gown and constricting corset, to move herself completely out of the path of the arrow. Feeling a sharp pain in her side, the arrow sliced through the fabric of her gown and grazed her skin, causing blood to spill onto the sky blue gown. Ignoring what she knew was a minor wound, Jessamyn spun and looked at the window of the room the stranger was in. Glaring in the direction of the attempted assassin for a moment Jessamyn quickly dismissed him, knowing he was too far for the guards to catch him, and went to check on her father.

Tyrranus swung up and sprinted off the roof, He landed in a busy street and looked for a door with three latches. Upon arrival, he swung the door open and slammed it shut. "DAMN IT!!!" he slammed his fist onto the table "How did she know...?"