Vengeance sat crouched on the top of a local bakery, the tiled roofs of Alliria spread out before her in a dark wave. Lanterns and candles sat lit in windows or moved with the hands that carried them, creating a twinkle of light inside the dark city. It painted a fair resemblance to the night sky above them-- a sight that had captured poets before. But not Vengeance. She leaned forward carefully, her head tilting down at the man sitting at a tavern window across the street. "I could toss you through and you could slash him," she said to the halfling besides her. Utterly unnecessary tactic? Yes. But did she always offer it to him anyway? ...Yes. It was unclear whether or not she was okay with this man as her assigned partner for this hit. At the very least, she was professional about. What-- the throwing suggestion was business. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Open to join with no requirements. Feel free to drop me a pm if you have questions/ want to join the assassin's guild.