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<blockquote data-quote="renau1g" data-source="post: 4948295" data-attributes="member: 54810"><p><strong>Kadaj - Challenge II - Fond Memory</strong></p><p></p><p>Kadaj sat on the straw mat that served as his bed, he'd gotten used to the coarse material, the hard floor, and the feeling of unknown bugs crawling on him, and feel into a deep sleep.</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>Kadaj surreptitiously glided past buildings in the dark shadows without a sound, his black hood flaring in the wind. He ran across the damp fields, splashing up puddles as he silently sprinted through the village and up to the top of an old abandoned cottage. The house was dark, cold and musty. He was used to the darkness however and could rely on his other senses to compensate. Then he snuck up the stairs and came to a trap door on the soggy peeling ceiling. He opened it and leapt up swiftly into a small dusty attic, one hand spread on the splintered floor and his left knee adding balance on the floor. His black cape flapping behind him. There was a still silhouette standing, gazing, out of the window not moving or making a sound. The assassin slipped out a knife, gripping it tightly he stared directly at his target and started into a run and leapt up, the blade pointing directly in front of him. The man turned round suddenly and gasped. But it was too late the blade had already sunk deep into his flesh. Blood oozed out and droplets splashed onto the planked floor the man tried to scream but Kadaj grabbed his neck tightly forcing the man to convulse horrifically. Suddenly thick red fluid gushed out of his mouth and the wound, his nerves pumping and shaking. All of a sudden the man's last breath softly seeped from his mouth and he collapsed to the floor.</p><p></p><p>The room was pitch black but Kadaj was able to make out the silvery cobwebs and last grasp of light that shone through the large window. He slowly crept up against the dirty window and pulled out a tiny glass knife. It shimmered and sparkled even in the gloom of the attic. He then cut a small round circle in the dusty corner of the window and tried to remove it making a sniping point for his next unfortunate victim. He grabbed it but accidentally pushed it and it fell all the way to ground below. It hit the ground with a thud and made a loud smashing sound. The assassin swore under his breath and silently pulled out his crossbow. He poked it through the small gap in the window and lowered his devilish eyes to the custom sight installed on it by a dwarven craftsman. Although it was dark the assassin’s eyes glinted evilly. A shudder ran down his cold spine as a whistling gust of wind spiraled through the shattered window on his left. The assassin took a deep breath and held it, loomed over the weapon and aimed. His heart pumped hard, enabling him to almost hear it in his head. The slender black lines of the sight lay still as the assassin gathered him self and focused. Twang. The bolt lying in the weapon carried a deadly poison and the projectile whistled with enormous speed until *Thunk* The bolt slammed tremendously hard into the head of its victim. Then it blew out the other side in a cloud of blood and grey matter. Blood spattered hard against the wall behind him. The victim fell to the floor in a heap. Kadaj grinned and turned from the window, thinking <em><span style="color: Gray">"Guess I didn't need that poison after all"</span></em>. He stood up and left the attic, his heavy waxed boots echoing as he strode away, a grim shadow covering his face. The Mission was accomplished.</p><p></p><p>***</p><p></p><p>Kadaj woke up with a start, wondering what brought that memory back, his first kill working for the guild... shaking his head, the assassin went back to sleep.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="renau1g, post: 4948295, member: 54810"] [b]Kadaj - Challenge II - Fond Memory[/b] Kadaj sat on the straw mat that served as his bed, he'd gotten used to the coarse material, the hard floor, and the feeling of unknown bugs crawling on him, and feel into a deep sleep. *** Kadaj surreptitiously glided past buildings in the dark shadows without a sound, his black hood flaring in the wind. He ran across the damp fields, splashing up puddles as he silently sprinted through the village and up to the top of an old abandoned cottage. The house was dark, cold and musty. He was used to the darkness however and could rely on his other senses to compensate. Then he snuck up the stairs and came to a trap door on the soggy peeling ceiling. He opened it and leapt up swiftly into a small dusty attic, one hand spread on the splintered floor and his left knee adding balance on the floor. His black cape flapping behind him. There was a still silhouette standing, gazing, out of the window not moving or making a sound. The assassin slipped out a knife, gripping it tightly he stared directly at his target and started into a run and leapt up, the blade pointing directly in front of him. The man turned round suddenly and gasped. But it was too late the blade had already sunk deep into his flesh. Blood oozed out and droplets splashed onto the planked floor the man tried to scream but Kadaj grabbed his neck tightly forcing the man to convulse horrifically. Suddenly thick red fluid gushed out of his mouth and the wound, his nerves pumping and shaking. All of a sudden the man's last breath softly seeped from his mouth and he collapsed to the floor. The room was pitch black but Kadaj was able to make out the silvery cobwebs and last grasp of light that shone through the large window. He slowly crept up against the dirty window and pulled out a tiny glass knife. It shimmered and sparkled even in the gloom of the attic. He then cut a small round circle in the dusty corner of the window and tried to remove it making a sniping point for his next unfortunate victim. He grabbed it but accidentally pushed it and it fell all the way to ground below. It hit the ground with a thud and made a loud smashing sound. The assassin swore under his breath and silently pulled out his crossbow. He poked it through the small gap in the window and lowered his devilish eyes to the custom sight installed on it by a dwarven craftsman. Although it was dark the assassin’s eyes glinted evilly. A shudder ran down his cold spine as a whistling gust of wind spiraled through the shattered window on his left. The assassin took a deep breath and held it, loomed over the weapon and aimed. His heart pumped hard, enabling him to almost hear it in his head. The slender black lines of the sight lay still as the assassin gathered him self and focused. Twang. The bolt lying in the weapon carried a deadly poison and the projectile whistled with enormous speed until *Thunk* The bolt slammed tremendously hard into the head of its victim. Then it blew out the other side in a cloud of blood and grey matter. Blood spattered hard against the wall behind him. The victim fell to the floor in a heap. Kadaj grinned and turned from the window, thinking [I][COLOR="Gray"]"Guess I didn't need that poison after all"[/COLOR][/I]. He stood up and left the attic, his heavy waxed boots echoing as he strode away, a grim shadow covering his face. The Mission was accomplished. *** Kadaj woke up with a start, wondering what brought that memory back, his first kill working for the guild... shaking his head, the assassin went back to sleep. [/QUOTE]
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