Post by Azrael/Iris on Jun 22, 2011 9:34:08 GMT -6
Torak stood on the rooftops, looking down upon the market place. The errand boys will soon be here with the clothes and Blade and Argoth will take care of them. He had given orders not to kill them...someone needs to take the blame for this.
He scanned the streets, seeking out the guards. Stationed in their usual posts, none were patroling as of this moment. Still...he couldn't help but feel as though something were going to happen this evening...something bad.
He moved from the rooftops and landed behind a building in a deserted alleyway...save for a few of the local mutts. Torak made his way through the alleyway into a shadey looking tailor's shop.
Standing behind the counter was a rather large man with an eyepatch over his eye, not fit for a tailoring job.
The large man nodded at Torak and Torak returned the nod.
"Your suits all ready, Wolffang. I'd keep your sword on you...and there is room underneath the arm of the coat for your hidden blade." The large man said.
"Many thanks, Tiny."Torak bowed his head as he moved into the back changing room where the suit was laid out.
He looked at the suit that was made, it had a black tailcoat with lace at the end of the arms of the coat where his hands where. He had a silver vest with a long white button shirt and a black tie. It came with long black trousers, no boots, but he will wear his own boots for this. He quickly got changed and buckled his sword to his left side. Most Hylian nobles wore their blades to parties, he took a strip of ribbon and tied his black hair into a ponytail to make it look more neat. He glanced into a mirrior and gazed at his reflection for a moment.
He activated his blade once to make sure it would come out like Tiny said it would, it slid out silently and quickly, no rip or tear in the coat.
He exited the room and said to Tiny. "My friend, you have done it again!" He shook Tiny's hand and made for the door.
"I will be back for the rest of my equipment after the deed has been done."
"Wait a moment, friend." Tiny said, pointing to a bag. "That bag as the suits your Assassin's shall be wearing." Torak grabbed the bag and thanked Tiny and set off into the market.
Most of the young women in the market gazed at Torak, for Hylian standards...he was decent enough to get looked upon..atleast that is what he believed. He paid no attention to the women, he had already found himself a date.
He had planned to meet her by the vines that led up to the top of the cliff near the roadway that led from the market place to the castle. He noticed a very beautiful woman with dark brown hair in a black renissance dress with silver trimming, standing where he had planned to meet the girl.
"Took you long enough...you havn't changed a bit, mutt." She said as soon as she noticed Torak.
"Nice to see you again as well, Christina." Torak replied as he approached her.
"What's in the bag, darling?" Christina asked, noticing the bag.
"The disguises for my Assassins." He replied. "Let's get in there...I need to put these in place before the party starts."
"Sorry to burst your bubble...but they're not letting anyone in until it starts.." Christina said.
"Do you mind waiting for me abit longer?" Torak said, starting to climb the vine.
"He still hasn't changed in the last 5 years.." Christina sighed watching Torak climb the vine.
Guards were posted around the field seperating from where Torak was to the castle, he leapt down on the other side of the gate and made his way from tree to tree. Finally reaching the front gate...where no guards were posted at this moment and the gate was down. He quickly made his way from the front hall and started to make his way towards the guest rooms. He had little trouble with the guards, as most of them were outside or in the market. He soon found the guest rooms and he entered. He looked around the room, it was like the other bed rooms in the castle. Bed, dresser, closet, a washroom with a basin and a hole in the ground that served as a toilet. He took notice of a chest, he opened the top and placed the bag inside of it and shut it.
He made his way to the window and looked down and noticed a pile of hay, he grinned slightly and jumped, making a dive-like pose in the air and landing in the pile of hay. His butt somewhat hurt after that, but he paid no attention as he made his way across the field, same tactics as before. This time, he climbed the ladder up to the top of the gate that seperated the market from the castle. He was soon back at Christina's side in little less than a minute.
He scanned the streets, seeking out the guards. Stationed in their usual posts, none were patroling as of this moment. Still...he couldn't help but feel as though something were going to happen this evening...something bad.
He moved from the rooftops and landed behind a building in a deserted alleyway...save for a few of the local mutts. Torak made his way through the alleyway into a shadey looking tailor's shop.
Standing behind the counter was a rather large man with an eyepatch over his eye, not fit for a tailoring job.
The large man nodded at Torak and Torak returned the nod.
"Your suits all ready, Wolffang. I'd keep your sword on you...and there is room underneath the arm of the coat for your hidden blade." The large man said.
"Many thanks, Tiny."Torak bowed his head as he moved into the back changing room where the suit was laid out.
He looked at the suit that was made, it had a black tailcoat with lace at the end of the arms of the coat where his hands where. He had a silver vest with a long white button shirt and a black tie. It came with long black trousers, no boots, but he will wear his own boots for this. He quickly got changed and buckled his sword to his left side. Most Hylian nobles wore their blades to parties, he took a strip of ribbon and tied his black hair into a ponytail to make it look more neat. He glanced into a mirrior and gazed at his reflection for a moment.
He activated his blade once to make sure it would come out like Tiny said it would, it slid out silently and quickly, no rip or tear in the coat.
He exited the room and said to Tiny. "My friend, you have done it again!" He shook Tiny's hand and made for the door.
"I will be back for the rest of my equipment after the deed has been done."
"Wait a moment, friend." Tiny said, pointing to a bag. "That bag as the suits your Assassin's shall be wearing." Torak grabbed the bag and thanked Tiny and set off into the market.
Most of the young women in the market gazed at Torak, for Hylian standards...he was decent enough to get looked upon..atleast that is what he believed. He paid no attention to the women, he had already found himself a date.
He had planned to meet her by the vines that led up to the top of the cliff near the roadway that led from the market place to the castle. He noticed a very beautiful woman with dark brown hair in a black renissance dress with silver trimming, standing where he had planned to meet the girl.
"Took you long enough...you havn't changed a bit, mutt." She said as soon as she noticed Torak.
"Nice to see you again as well, Christina." Torak replied as he approached her.
"What's in the bag, darling?" Christina asked, noticing the bag.
"The disguises for my Assassins." He replied. "Let's get in there...I need to put these in place before the party starts."
"Sorry to burst your bubble...but they're not letting anyone in until it starts.." Christina said.
"Do you mind waiting for me abit longer?" Torak said, starting to climb the vine.
"He still hasn't changed in the last 5 years.." Christina sighed watching Torak climb the vine.
Guards were posted around the field seperating from where Torak was to the castle, he leapt down on the other side of the gate and made his way from tree to tree. Finally reaching the front gate...where no guards were posted at this moment and the gate was down. He quickly made his way from the front hall and started to make his way towards the guest rooms. He had little trouble with the guards, as most of them were outside or in the market. He soon found the guest rooms and he entered. He looked around the room, it was like the other bed rooms in the castle. Bed, dresser, closet, a washroom with a basin and a hole in the ground that served as a toilet. He took notice of a chest, he opened the top and placed the bag inside of it and shut it.
He made his way to the window and looked down and noticed a pile of hay, he grinned slightly and jumped, making a dive-like pose in the air and landing in the pile of hay. His butt somewhat hurt after that, but he paid no attention as he made his way across the field, same tactics as before. This time, he climbed the ladder up to the top of the gate that seperated the market from the castle. He was soon back at Christina's side in little less than a minute.