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The Western Guild Ward belongs to the Achaz; their headquarters and the locations of their affiliated guilds - like the Eylmas Order - are also located here. To enter without invitation would be suicide...

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#2012-05-03 11:01:44, as written by NadieQuerida

In accordance to the nature of her profession, Nefarious was a creature of the night. The velvety darkness suited her far more than the transparency of light, but there were times, such as the present, when she became suspicious of the wisdom in operating during such hours. The entertainment, for example, suddenly took a turn for the worse as midnight approached, and there was certainly much left to be desired as far as the menu was concerned.

The potential to earn some money, however, more than made up for those deficiencies; the demons of the night were far wealthier than the devils of the day. The real coins flowed through the veins of the city only when darkness fell, and copious amounts were quick to change hands as the Achaz came to life. Lives were extinguished and fortunes were composed with none the wiser until the deeds were performed, but even then only the victims could be identified, never the perpetrators.

That didn't stop some from trying, though. It was a long standing tradition for the juveniles of the Western District to flock together after a particularly juicy kill was discovered, and try to figure out who had committed the crime. Navigating the maze of alleys in the area was difficult enough for the natives, but finding a space large enough to conduct such conclaves was a much harder feat. There were only two, maybe three, places to gather in the Achaz territory without resorting to the Tavern district, so when Nefarious decided to engage her curiosity regarding the recent demise of Magistrate Anders, a crooked man who had once determined the bounty prices on the heads of well known criminals, she had a pretty good idea of where to go.

"... so my money's on Jaffar," Cleon was saying decisively, having come to a conclusion after much debate with the men seated on the broken pillars around him. The old temple had been abandoned for centuries, and neglect had long since reduced the beautiful architecture to piles of stone rubble that currently served as furniture for 'Guess-the-Assasin' discussions like the one Cleon was hosting. "Some'un who saw th' corpse before it was a'taken swore they seen a needle technique, an' we all know Jaffar hates gettin' his digits bloody with otha' means. All o'Ander's fancy robes were stripped, too, and yesserday Jaffar cashed in some good loot."

"Naw," Lerrick scoffed, biting into the stale piece of bread he clutched tightly in his fist. "Jaffar ain't got no aim t'be piercin' Anders' juggular from twenny feet away--cause if y'think abouttit, he had t'be at least that far t'get a good sight o'Anders in the bathin' pools... I'm thinkin' the Carver got this 'un."

"The Carver's been cheatin' lately, an' besides, ya don' even know where he is! Ah heard from Korren that the Pasha's lackey's been..."

Nefarious pulled away from the shadowed nook she'd been tucked into, hardly disturbing the still hair as she slipped into the maze of alleys unnoticed. The group of men behind her were none the wiser about her eavesdropping as they moved on to the latest rumors regarding the Pasha's network of interests. She'd only been interested in who they thought had assassinated the former Magistrate, but so far none of them were even close to figuring it out. It hadn't been her... and normally she didn't care about the activities of her fellow guild members, but this assignment had caught her interest for personal reasons and she intended to pay close attention to any details that might surface.

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located in Western Guild Ward, a part of Daggerford, one of the many universes on RPG.

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