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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Knight Otu" data-source="post: 2600764" data-attributes="member: 192">Now that the group knows more about its surroundings, it is much faster than the previous day. As night falls again, you are certain that you should reach the keep tomorrow, or at least get it in sight.Taking up camp in the same way as before, Azaroth takes the first watch again.Banion:[sblock]Away. Returned. Creating the blade has become second nature for you. A handy skill in your line of work. You enter the keep. They have been waiting for you."Welcome, master nffnffva." a voice booms. Why the strange accent on your profession? "Your mission is clear." You nod.It is time to perform your mission. It feels almost as if it was seconds ago you received it, and now you are already on the verge of finishing it. But you know that's just perceptions. There it is, the target. You create your mindblade, and stab once. twice. three times. Blood flows from the sleeping figure. But as the blood flows, the features of Merriweth change. How is that possible? There was absolutely no such magic! You realize, suddenly, the features of Merriweth change to - your own.You open your eyes, feeling weak. Someone stabbed you in your sleep. You, the master assasin, had been assassinated. For a short moment, you see yourself, and then, you - or whoever stands there - change to your assigned target - Merriveth, your great rival. A last time, you hear the voice of your master boom "Your rivalry was not productive. She was better."You take 1 point of Wisdom damage.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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