Bishop Prudence’s sermon ended inside the small chapel, but her voice continued to echo throughout. Now all the devout followers, assassin or not, of Menessis would rise, making the sign of the shadows over their face before heading to exit their pews. Solitude had always enjoyed communion...
Free City of Harkoth, South Western tip of Sheketh, at the mouth of the Ixchel Strait
Tall were the pillars that stood about them. The arches spread wide and sturdy across a span of ground that they had been told was consecrated. Protected by the Mother. Protected by the shadows of her...
Mother, who guides us and protects us, guide me now as I embark upon this mission.
May your eyes look upon me in favour and guide my hands to do this duty.
In the memory of the fallen.
In the name of justice for your slain daughters and sons.
Lend me thy strength...
Demise checked her horses...
Shān-jìn-tóu
Deep within the The Erdeniin Dynasty
The wind started at the tip of one of The Spine's many peaks and roared across the Taagi Baari Steppes like a pack of rabid wolves, tearing apart fields of carefully cultivated crops, and causing farmer hands to mutter about the indecisiveness...
Free City of Harkoth, South Western tip of Sheketh, at the mouth of the Ixchel Strait
Hits on Church assassins were rare.
After all. They were one big happy family. Brothers and sisters, all made to serve the Mother, and revere her. Guided by the teachings of her absolute darkness. The shadow...
“Damn,” Solitude said, looking at Yarrow as she made it inside a small chapel, the one deigned for them to meet up. “Am I that late? Have you been waiting long?” If it were any other person, like Dirty Diaz, Solitude would have waited a little longer outside just to make sure they were...
"Shadowkin only?" Diaz growled. "How is that even a test of-"
The old priest cleared his throat.
Diaz sealed his mouth. His eyes hardned as they stood in the darkness of the chapels training ground.
"If you hope to climb the ranks, young assassins, you must learn to imbue your shadowkin...
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The sky was overcast with dark mists and clouds pregnant with rain. Humidity hung in the air, partly from the large lake beneath the moss-covered ravine. A much larger river must have ran through here centuries ago, but now only a humble river about the verdant greens covered the rock and...
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