Hell, I'll join.

Been a while since I did this kind of thing, but it is time I started to hone my skills again. Don't expect anything awesome, or for me to be really fast with my replies though! it'll take me a while to get inot the swing

Dont worry, we'll mostly be going our seperate ways in this RP anyways.

Post your bio and i'll get this RP started tomorrow

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Ok we're ready to start. Heres the first post, its probaly not too good but i'll try

Azura pushed the key into a small hole in the metal, and twisted it. The hatch of the well fell open, and she climbed carefully down the ladder, blood soaked hands occasionaly slipping from the rungs.

Anya heard the familier sounds of boots on metal, and instinctively knocked an arrow and drew back the string, aiming carefully at the bottom of the ladder, they had to be aware of who was entering these days, Anya had heard stories of a traitor, and it was only a matter of time before the city guard came pouring into the sanctuary. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the familier figure of Azura drop down from the ladder onto the floor. Dropping the bow, she rushed over to see her.

Azura turned to see Anya heading towards her, and looked down at herself, her armor was soaked with blood, and blood was also dripping from two deep gashes on her left arm.
"Azura... what happened? Are you ok??" came the soft voice of Anya.
"Yes... im fine. Just a bit of trouble from the guards, dont worry. " Azura replied, hugging her friend.
She took out a large scroll from her pocket, and stared down at it for a few seconds. "Anya, i need you to tell Krista to meet me in the office." she said, stuffing the scroll back in her pocket and heading deeper into the sanctuary.

Ok, thats the starting bit. Everyone else could just be finishing assasinations and returning to the sanctuary. Make sure you all read the first page, i've posted details for the new plot.

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[ sorry I'm very busy with school and stuff but here's my post ]

Micah sat on the ground in the dinner hall, his back leaning against the stone wall. His eyes were closed as he inhaled the smoke of his pipe. This tobacco was special, his favourite, for it calmed him down. He heard footsteps, probably one of the other silencers or assasins had returned from their duties and his quiet moment of peace would be disturbed soon. But he remained on his place as if he were a stone statue which exhaled small puffs of smoke.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Aaron walked steadily toward the dinning hall, staring at a parchment in his hand. It was a note from his twin. The two always wrote notes to each other instead of just talking because when ones at the Sanctuary, the others likely to be on a mission, and the two are rarely on the same mission.

The assasin folded up the paper and stuck it in his trouser pocket. Soon he came to the Dinning hall and noticed he wasn't alone, a Silencer was there. Aaron ignored him and made his way to the kitchen where he picked out a slice of cheese, a loaf of bread with butter, and a pear for his meal. He sat at a table on the opposite side of the room as Micah(I love that name)...

(will introduce Anna later...)

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Walshinam loaded the crossbow and raised it, aiming at his new target as he was crossing the causeway. He felt the light wind and knew it wouldn't have any effect on the bolt's flight. He aimed once more at the target's head and fired. The bolt quickly and quietly shot out of the crossbow and flew into the air before hitting its target. By the time the guards realised what was going on, Walshinam had ran towards his waiting horse and galloped off, away from the citadel.

He rode towards the abandoned gaudy house that he knew for so long now. He knocked on the door three times, waited a second, then knocked three more times. The door opened for him. He entered quietly, after making sure he wasn't followed.

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I was cured all right.

(( I love Frosty his charrie's name too, it sounds very British ))

Micah once looked up Aaron and gave him a short nod. He'd known most of the assasins or other silencers for quite a while now though he barely spoke to them. He amused himself by watching Aaron through the mist of smoke, his eyes fixed on him and didn't blink, waiting for him to react.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

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Vicente had been seated in the sanctuary at a table as the entrance to the well had been entered. His eyes rose from the book he had been reading to the figure descending from the entrance but seeing that it had been his speaker, he looked back to the page of his book. He heard the Sisters speaking of the traitor and his thoughts began to stray from the page of his book.

He had thought that the chance of the traitor telling the Imperial guards of the sanctuary should be slight. For in the case he had told them of the sanctuary, could he trust that once he had led them through the entrance from the abandoned house and through the entrance to the well that they should not take his life as well? After all, the traitor is an assassin too and they should not think to show mercy to a murderer. Furthermore, the traitor should reveal himself as he should have to help them to open the entrance from the abandoned house as only an assassin of the Dark Brotherhood could open it. In the case he had told them of the sanctuary without revealing his identity, the fate should be the same as the first unless the traitor fled before the attack. Then there is the fact that had the Imperial guards been told of the entrance to the well and had been given the key, they could only enter one at a time and thus should not be too hard to fight off. Since there has been at least one person in this part of the sanctuary day and night, it should not be probable for them to sneak in unnoticed either. An assassin should not take part in a plan with as many possibilities as this, for in the case that his plan should fail, his identity as a traitor should be revealed. No. It had to be carefully planned in such a way that it should not be expected at all and should be almost certain to succeed.

Vicente sighed as he thought of this and set aside his book.

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Wheres Elen?

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(Sorry, I’m so sorry! I was quite busy this days and I had no time for the comp!)

Krista sat in her arm-chair, feeding her crow. The fireplace was lighted. The cloaked woman was starring at the flames. Visions of her former life were running before her eyes. The crow cawed out, awaking Krista from her trance. Memories! Stupid memories! How I wish I could forget them! They are no match for me anymore!
She took out a dagger from her belt and threw it towards the wall. In this moment someone knocked at the door.
“Come in!” said Krista.

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"Azura needs me?Urgent!" said Krista. She was a little surprised. "I'm coming right now!"
Krista stood up,took the dagger from the wall and put it in the belt again and left the room with Anya.

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Aaron jost nodded back to the Silencer, and started eating his meal. It didn't take long for him to eat his meal, him being famished from his last killing wich had been hard. He was about to take a bite of his pear only to find it rotten. He plopped the rotten piece of friut onto his plate, and sat back in thought. It seemed the foot in this place kept getting worse and worse. And the sanctuary was actually quite lonely, with every on high alert most of the time, and no one being the talkative type.

Aaron's eyes wondered around the almost empty room, and stopped on Micah. If he remembered right, the man was only a year older than him, and had a terrible past... like all the rest of the members of the Brotherhood...

(is it alright if Aaron used to be friends with Micah when they both just joined the Brotherhood, but sort of got seperated alot, Will? And could Aaron be Micah accomplice with being a traitor?)

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Anna leaned against the cold stone, knife in hand, waiting by the back door of someone's home which looked runned down. She wore a black kerchif over her mouth and nose so only her pale blue-violet eyes could be seen. With these she watched the windows of the building intently, waiting. Finally. The light in the window that had been flickering from a lamp, had gone out, indicating who ever lived there had gone to bed. Quickly and quietly Anna turned and picked the lock of the door. With a small click, she stepped inside the building. She made her way to the third story bedroom where her target slept unknowingly. From outside the closed doors she could hear him snoring loudly...

A few minutes later she rode away on a bay horse she borrowed from the man she just killed, taking many detours in case she was followed. A few hours later she dismounted from the horse, and let it go into the street. When the animal was out of sight, she crossed the street to a warehouse. Knocked three time, then three more times, carefully inspected her suroundings for unwanted eyes, then entered. One of the easiest kills I've ever done, most likely. Why didn't they send an assasin instead of waste my time? Anna thought to herself, but shrugged, as she started climbing down the well...

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(( Sounds good Rain, the thing about the traitor. ))

Azura un-sheathed her scimitar, examining the dry dark reddish blood caked along the blade, she sighed. This would take a while to clean off. She sat back down again and picked up a book, growing slightly impatient with Anya.

Anya hurried along the dark corridors of the sanctuary, nodding occasionly to a few of the lower ranked murderers. Finally, she and Krista reached the doors to Azura's quarters. Anya knocked, then geustured (sp?) for Krista to enter.

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