Thread:Auraestus/@comment-25356210-20160312230648/@comment-25356210-20160313222527

They follow the orders...

A while later...

Glosur is traveling down a less used hall, when a guard catches up to him. "Sir! The wo-" a throwing knife appears in their throat, and they fall over dead. A woman with white hair (she's not old. She just naturally has white hair) a purple eyes appears into view. She looks somewhat elvish, and young, but definitely a pretty face. Slowly, she draws a spear, and a knife.