"Ghostsaw. Sure it sounds fun." rlin said while accepting the quest.
"Very well. I’ll have soone escort you to the building." The elf said, "Do you need to plan anything beforehand?"
"Well, I might need to get sothing to counter invisibility." rlin muttered, "If the guy goes invisible I probably wont be able to detect him."
The elf stared at rlin for a mont before reassuring him. "There’s no need to worry. The office already has asures in place to prevent such a thing. You just need to worry about killing him quickly."
"Do I need to wear a mask again?" rlin asked.
"You an the owl mask?" The elf chuckled, "The people within that office are on our side, but at the sa ti it wouldn’t hurt to separate that lifestyle and your identity, even if it’s just with a mask."
rlin nodded, deciding that he’d switch to his owl mask before entering.
"I would have thought you’d find so kind of demon mask or sothing to keep consistent with your nickna." The elf said while laughing. "If you’re not careful people might start calling you owlman instead of ghost."
"I’m not sure which one I hate more." rlin sighed. "Alright. Then I’m ready to go."
The elf nodded calling in one of the nearby thieves who was usually sitting around at one of the tables.
"Guide our friend here to the office." The elf ordered the other thief, who quickly accepted his duties.
The thief turned to rlin, who had just stood up from his chair, and asked him to follow.
"Lead the way." rlin said.
The thief lead rlin out of the tavern and into the slums, and before they entered the crowd of people in the main part of the city both of them pulled their hoods over their heads.
The thief lead rlin into a part of town he wasn’t that familiar with, partially because it seed to be the more fancy area in town which he had no reason to visit up until this point. After a few more turns, the roads quickly beca less packed, as it seed most people didn’t have a reason to be here either.
"Alright, we’re here." The guide spoke.
rlin stared up at an excessively large building, it seed to have at least three floors, or perhaps two with very high ceilings.
rlin took his cloak off and replaced it with his panthers cloak, he also brought out the owl mask, putting it on before entering the building.
As rlin entered the building, he found himself impressed at the interior design of the building, truly governnt buildings were excessive in both design and size.
"Woah. What is the purpose of having ceilings that high." rlin muttered.
"Overcompensation, it makes the people who work here feel important." The guide remarked.
"Fair enough." rlin didn’t want to comnt, so he just nodded and continued following the guide.
rlin was getting so strange looks from the various workers in the area, most of the eyes were filled with suspicion. Since he was next to soone, who he could only assu was a known figure in this office, nobody approached him or questioned him.
He was eventually lead up a set of stairs and brought into a room behind a large set of double doors.
In this room was an older looking gentleman with a full head of grey hair and rough patchy stubble of a similar shade, the man was working at a desk on the far side of the room. There were a few people standing beside him, they seed to be servants based on their behaviour, but it was more likely that they were just subordinates with ek personalities.
The room had a strange device in the centre of the room that was constantly spraying a fine mist into the air, sowhat like a large humidifier.
The gentleman at the desk looked up at rlin and the guide, before turning back to his work, he didn’t seem interested in rlin at all.
"This is who he sends ?" The gentleman spoke out, his voice was surprisingly deep. "Does he wish for to die?"
"No sir, despite appearances, this young man is quite capable." The guide spoke to the gentleman. "He is the lord’s favourite."
The gentleman at the desk beckoned the two to walk closer.
As rlin walked forward, following the guide, he got a whiff of a sharp almost minty-like scent alongside a more earthy sll, it seed to be coming from the strange humidifier in the centre of the room.
"Observer’s bloom?" rlin subconsciously mumbled out loud with a questioning tone.
"Oh? You’re quite keen." The gentleman spoke, "Perhaps I misjudged you."
"Yes, the mist is infused with observer’s bloom, this is our counter for any would-be assassins who rely on stealth abilities or invisibility magic." The gentleman continued. "Oh dear, where are my manners, we haven’t been introduced yet."
"Jenmier. Elwood Jenmier, that is my na." The gentleman introduced himself, "Should we survive this ordeal, it is likely we will et again. What would you like to be referred to as?"
rlin thought about his question for a mont, he was going to use his real na, but then he rembered the thief lord’s words about keeping his real identity a secret.
"Ghost." rlin muttered, before clearing his throat and speaking louder. "The guild calls ghost."
"Ghost is it?" Elwood muttered, "Very well, ghost. I’ll be relying on you to deal with the assassin, you may stand guard in this room if you wish."
"Yes sir." rlin said.
rlin made his way over to one of the seats closest to the door and sat down, he wasn’t sure how long he had to wait until sothing happened, but he was willing to wait as long as he could.
A fair amount of ti flew past with nothing happening, rlin began spending this ti in the corner coating his daggers with yew poison, only to sit back down again with nothing to do.
The old man was lazing around at this point too, as he had completed his work a little while ago.
rlin glanced at the window every so often, watching as the sky slowly dimd down until it was night ti once more, but his view was suddenly obstructed by a large red alert box.
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[ssage from the devs!]
Group one, there is only one hour left for today’s session, you will receive another notification when it’s ti to log out.
If you do not leave by that ti you will be forcibly disconnected, please make sure you’re in a safe location when you log out.
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’Oh great, now I’ve got a deadline to complete the mission.’ rlin groaned in his thoughts. ’I sure hope this guy appears soon. If I fail the quest because I got booted from the server, I’ll be disappointed.’
Before rlin could do anything, he sensed an eerie presence in the wall behind him.
rlin ducked and twisted his body just in ti to see a long serrated blade swing out from the wall, slicing through where his neck would have been before vanishing back behind the wall.
"What? I could have sworn that should have hit." A strange muffled voice leaked out from behind the wall. "Soone is awfully lucky."
rlin backed away from the wall, moving closer to the centre of the room. As he did so, a man dressed in all black opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind him.
"Good morning Elwood." The man dressed in black spoke with a surprisingly upbeat voice, it seed almost playful. "Can I just say, I’m a big fan of your work. But, unfortunately you’re getting in the way of my employer’s fun, so I’m going to have to ask you to retire."
"Oh, what do we have here?" The man said while staring at rlin. "An impostor, how cute."
rlin could see bloodshot eyes behind the creepy black mask the man was wearing, and then his attention snapped to the blade the man was holding. It seed to be giving off an eerie aura, causing rlin’s hair to stand on end.
"Ghostsaw I presu?" rlin asked with a questioning tone, he unsheathed his daggers and entered a fighting stance.
"The one and only." Ghostsaw remarked with an arrogant tone, "Let’s see what you’ve got, little owl."
Before rlin could react, Ghostsaw held his blade to his chest, before his body suddenly vanished.
"Invisibility, what a pain." rlin remarked as he began looking around the room while taking a few steps back.
rlin’s eyes imdiately snapped to the translucent figure of a man who was charging towards him. The mist had started revealing Ghostsaw’s position, and rlin saw that he started swinging his blade, getting ready to slice him.
rlin moved his goblin dagger in the way of the blade at the last second in an attempt to parry the blade, but surprisingly enough, it was as if Ghostsaw’s blade slipped through his own. rlin attempted to twist his body at the last second to avoid the brunt of the strike, but the long serrated blade managed to slice his skin.
rlin leapt backwards while holding his arm, he took a look at the damage logs, and what he saw shocked him.
"Seventeen damage for a asly scratch? Are you kidding ?" rlin remarked. "What kind of overpowered dagger is that."
"You saw ?" Ghostsaw seed equally as shocked, for a completely different reason.
’So his blade can go through things?’ rlin thought to himself, ’That’s going to be a pain to deal with if I can’t parry his strikes.’
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