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Dar'ja pondered his words for a moment or two then nodded. "Accompany me to Bruma, if you do not mind Blade." She'd stop and look over at Lachance, for just a moment. "There, I will speak with the Leiutenant, when the act is done, I'll need you to distract the guards..." She'd say once more, Lachance seemed to smile. "Ah, you go in blazing swords, not being assassin like at all. I like that... but, let us go for the stealthier methods." He'd ponder a bit more, as Dar'ja seemed to consider his words.

Looking back at Blade, she'd sigh, "Meet me at the edge of the city, there is a farm house west of the City, called Appleridge." She was cut off by Lucian's cold voice, "My bones lay there, unmarked, unburried. Appleridge, where I met my cold hard unfair death, but I do the Dread Father's will, and if it wern't for my Brother's and Sisters, I would have never been able to serve like I have."

Dar'ja gave him a quick glance before clearing her thoat. "Do not disturb Lachance's bones... but know I will be there by nightfall. Should you not be there when I arrive, I will know you do not wish to follow an assassin." (A wise choice). So Dar'ja thought, for you never know when an Assassin would turn on you, like one had now, in her Sanctuary.

Getting on Nightmare, she bowed her head once more at Blade. "I do hope to see you at Appleridge, there we will make a plan, but first, I must speak to the Leiutenant."

She'd hesitate a moment longer as Lachance seemed to dissapear, his voice, echoing, "Let us shed blood in the Name of Sithis."