Role

Chapter 5

Many months have passed and Xeneth has learned many things on the topside.
She has taken a great number of odd jobs, and one job certainly took the
prize for the oddest. Xeneth was no stranger to finding clients who wanted
death of another. The task began just like any other job, but the client
wanted to use a specific method of destruction; a blowgun armed with a poison
laced needle. She preferred the quick jab of her dagger at the base of the
skull, but sometimes she had to sneak a few more jabs in on bigger targets.
This job required leaving no marks and Xeneth was hesitant. The amount of
blood she drew from foes was a good way to know she had dealt the killing
blows, but with a dart she had to trust in the poison.

The mark was a dwarf who ran the lumberyard of Galadon. He was a well known
and prosperous figure in the city and Xeneth was going to have to be very
quick and quiet if she was going to get out without being apprehended. She
snuck into the yard under the cover of darkness and was so incredibly quiet
that her dart was shot from a point blank range and Tarus was completely
unaware. This was an amazing gift Xeneth had to flow with the shadows and
tread silently. She watched Tarus fall into a heap upon his office floor and
took one of his prized trinkets as proof for her client, and everything
seemed to have gone according to plan.