He picked up the pireta hat. There was something oddly familiar about it. What was it? He closed his eyes and smelt it. There was no doubt who the owner was. His dad. His father always kept his belongings with nutmegs, and the hat smelt of it. The newly found information startled the assassin. How could dad even have such a thing? He was just a mage who did not even advance to the second job! Things were not what they seemed to be. Was dad even a mage?
He flipped open his wallet and looked at the photo in it. It was taken a few days before he left home. His mum was standing on the left side, wearing a dark enigma and had a matching dark galaxy to go with it. His dad however, was wearing a black bandana and a sauna robe. Something struck his mind. Something he just noticed. Dad wears a sauna robe? How how could that be possible? The robe needs a requirement to be level 30. And at level 30, dad should have changed his job… Could it really be possible that dad was not a mage at all? If so, what job could he be? And why did he keep this from me?
The assassin decided to look around, hoping for more clues. But there were none. Almost everything in the house had been burnt. He knew his dad had a safe. He wanted to find it, hopefully it wouldn't have been burnt that badly and he might be able to extract some information about his dad. Bingo. The grey safe was still intact. But it was already opened. Someone beat me to it. Perhaps, the same person was the one who started the fire? The safe was empty, at least that's what it seemed. His dad used to enjoy making things with secret compartments and he remembered that the safe was created by him. He poked around in the safe and heard a click. In the secret compartment was a box. It was created of the finest gold and yet there was no pattern on it. A silver lock secured the box from revealing its content to anyone. It needs a key. But where could the key be? He stood frozen on the spot momentarily lost in thought, key, think harder, think! "How could I have been so stupid, the necklace I have been wearing since I was a kid. There's a key in it!" said the assassin as he slapped himself on the forehead.
On his third birthday, together with a toy sword, his dad had given him a necklace as well. There was a small secret compartment which his dad showed him. Inside it was a bronze key, small and shiny He had often asked his dad what the key was for, and he got the same reply every time. "You'll find out when the time comes, son. Just remember to keep the key safe."
Hastily the assassin inserted the key into the box and gave it a turn. The box opened up to reveal a letter and a bag of throwing stars made up of steel. It was called steely throwing stars, also known as steely. His eyes widen when he saw it. That stuff is really expensive! He opened up the letter and began to read.
