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Mysterious Assassin
"An assassin who kills in the darkness of twilight with shadows of sorrow in her eyes."
The target was unmistakable: blond hair, blue eyes, definitely a ditz. And her bodyguards weren't exactly...subtle. Even so, it hadn't been easy finding her. This wasn't her world, after all, and its roads were very different than what she was used to. She'd lost the trail more than once, forced to rely on rumour and days-old sightings to regain her bearings.
The Chosen of Sylvarant and her group were ignorant of the assassin above them. She watched them carefully as they set up camp, and relaxed around a fire. Completely relaxed, chatting amongst themselves. Mostly about their journey; techniques and spells they'd learned along the way, and escapades from the last town. It seemed so… normal. If only the Chosen of Tethe'alla could learn the modesty of this world's Chosen, she thought wistfully, and for one dangerous moment she wished she didn't have to kill the blond. But the moment passed and, shaking her head, she prepared to drop down. After all, it didn't matter whether she liked the Chosen.
For the safety of Tethe'alla, the Chosen of Sylvarant had to die.
