Snippet #2131544

Alex.

Alex reached up and pulled off his mask, examining his sister with his sharp blue eyes. Slowly he began walking in a circle around her, never taking his eyes from hers yet using his Grace to examine the surroundings. "So, your here alone. Seems odd that your group of henchmen are not with you." He noted a small balcony just peaking out above Saria,It was old, worn out and to high to reach. A baleful of hay was stacked against the wall of a nearby shop, to his right a wagon with a horse attached was sitting outside the bar. Someones ride it would seem. In the back of the wagon were crates of tobacco and other spices. A torch lit up the sign that identified the inn, it was just low enough to reach. Alex formulated a plan, a series of chain reactions and anticipated outcomes. All this he did in just a few blinks of the eye. "So what happens now sister?" He asked as if defeated.

Saria

Saria turned to watch Alex circle her, her calm stature betrayed her excitement underneath. She had finally caught him, he could run nowhere. If he tried her men would stop him, it was so easy now. Years of chasing for this moment, the moment she would get to kill him. The thought electrified her very soul. One hand drifted behind her back while the other put her fingers to her lips. "Shhhh Dear brother." she said in a near whisper. Reaching up she removed her own mask, looking upon him with her mixed eyes. She took a few steps forward, reaching a hand up to lightly touch his face. "Now, now it ends. make peace with your gods brother, you'll be meeting them soon. With that the hand behind her back gripped a short knife and brought it forward. Stabbing directly towards his heart.