Intro
The night was calm and rather quiet, considering all of the factories that are running. In retro spec it is the steampunk era. The age of steam as everyone called it. However, one person was on the move, the high elf that is named NeN. That's the name he gave himself so many years ago. Quickly and quietly, he strides through the streets; he then used his magic to see if he was being followed. Sure enough he was, by three cloaked figures.
"Tsk, what a pain." NeN muttered under his breath. He was rather annoyed, this constant movement and his inability to use his magic to the fullest was getting tiresome. Perhaps he should just realm jump to another place till he could come back here without having to look over his shoulder. That is a thought to ponder.
"Excuse me sir, we need to speak with you." One of the hooded figures hollered.
"Oh! They speak." NeN chuckled and stopped in his tracks. He replied politely, "What do you wish to discuss?" The years of formality and ingrained manners shown in his voice, startled the cloaked figures.
"We need you to place your hands on your head, remove your hood so that we may see your hair. Then place your hands out in front of you."
"Whatever for?" NeN replied impassively.
"We are on the lookout for a silver haired boy." The middle one chirped in. Closing his eyes he could hear the rustle of clothing, suggesting that this group is looking for resistance. Heh, the king is still looking for him. Now that is a laugh. Remaining impassive, NeN shrugged of his cloak in full. His silver hair predominates in the dim light if the street. His deep blue eyes were hard and cold. The group of three silently gasped as they realized that this man was the one that they have been in search for.
"Sir, you need to come with us." The third one said as they began taking steps towards NeN. Smiling, NeN did nothing. Patience was all he needed. The three men circled him and grabbed his hands. Without a second thought, NeN activated his crystal and time freezes. NeN ducked his way out of the circle and then formed a light dagger. Quickly, he killed all three of them.
"Now," he thought. "Should probably get out of here."