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Ragash was a city as vibrant in his memory as the back of his hand. Traversing through it was far from a challenge for Laru'Dahl, and doing so unnoticed was just as much so. His place upon the rooftops made moving across the city short work, and he was able to keep a keen eye on his prey. It...

Laru studied her carefully for the few moments he was given before the so eagerly motioned to depart. He caught the little dragon's obvious protests, and he suspected that the little creature had more to it than what met the eye. "Perhaps tomorrow then," he replied, and waited there with...

Behind the mask he wore the half smile that formed was well hidden. She was more than intoxicated enough to perhaps make this an easy enough venture. And, if he played his cards right, he might actually be able to pull it off in a delicate manner. Though bloodshed was his profession, he would...

"Those are quite the stories," a honeyed voice rose, lingering just over the sound of torchlight and footfall, "humour me, if you would," he said as he turned around in his seat, "perchance you have something to prove at least one of your various adventures?" Though one of his hands remained...

A situation like this was hardly one that he would typically find himself involved in. He was not some delivery boy. And Az'Marith was hardly one he owed any favours to. It had been, however, that Az'Marith had sent word of a potentially dangerous happening taking place, and while Laru'Dahl...

"Not as long this time," he said, removing his mask as he entered into the back of the wagon. And though he seemed to take a more casual posture once he'd seated himself, he too remained acutely aware of the goings on around them as Liana unveiled her daggers. They were not alone in the wagon...

From behind his mask, he smiled a little. Of course, Liana would recognize Elrix's mode of transport. The accessories that hung from his shabby wagon were all too distinctive, as well as the overall ramshackle state of it. But it would do as they needed well enough, and friendly company -...

Only with she was he ever so casual, showing his face and speaking so plainly. It was a way so rare for him in the sight of others, but she had proven to be his exception. Without his mask it was impossible to hide the smile the crept across his lips as she changed in front of him, wearing it...

As he often did, he said little more to her until they had reached the relative safety of her room at the nearby inn. In truth, she was the only one who he had spared so many words to in many years, save for perhaps Ashuanar himself, who he really did not have many exchanges with in person...

Laru wrapped her in his embrace, thankful that he had found her before any ill fate had befallen her. It had been troublesome for him to accept how quickly he'd grown to feel so deeply for her, he refused to imagine what he might feel should something happen to her. Given what he had been shown...

She'd been easy to spot. There were not too many dressed quite so extravagantly, or at least there weren't to his eyes. Maybe it was her countenance, or the intensity in her eyes even as she casually made her way along. There had been little debate by the time they'd finished with Allarahn. Laru...

The Forbidden City Four months ago... In the dark, it was easy to spot the orange glow of firelight flickering through the openings of a ruined structure. It was one of many down this long forgotten street, which had long ago been retaken by the sands. Laru approached, and entered into the...

He nodded in response to her. Though he himself lived in no orphanage, he was an orphan all the same. He knew it was just as tough for them in those places as it was for him in his, and often they were robbed of any knowledge or recollection of their families. They were alone. Is he always so...

"Yes, you'd certainly be well suited for those tasks, I'm sure." It was hard to say, but if Neh'rai had felt she was not fit for what was to come she would have said. She had not, so Laru'Dahl was content to assume Liana was indeed all that she said she was. "Where are you from?" She asked...

He'd hidden his face for so long now that he'd almost forgotten why he'd chosen to do so. Her question prompted that recollection, and his eyes drifted one way and then the other as he thought. It was no doubt clear with his face unveiled that he was not Abtati. He was an elf to be sure, but his...