Some people found it distasteful killing Taru’s. But that cutesy **** didn’t fly with him. He knew that many Taru were some of the sickest twisted bastards every spawned from the Crystal. Blackmages that would burn the life out of your body as soon as look at you. At least with Galka you knew they were too simple minded for much complex treachery.
Tonight he was assigned to eliminate a Taru of rather high profile. He disliked high profile jobs. It was more difficult to remain in the shadows when rumors of your name became attached to the death of people of renown. But orders were orders and he was loyal to the Tenshondo who had raised him.
What few people knew was that the Tenshondo had been in control of Bastok for some time and that the current President was nothing more than a puppet figurehead. The true structure of the current government was a closely guarded secret. He knew who he reported to and had his suspicions about others, but sometimes it was safer not to know too much.
All this passed through his mind as he crouched on top of the roof of a hut in Windhurst Walls. He reached into his tool pouch for his Shinobi:Tabi. With a complex mixture of rudimentary science and ninjitsu magic he made the motion for the Kanji of Tonko, becoming one with darkness. No sense in putting it off. He had a job to do, and tonight’s New Moon was the perfect night to do it.
He stilled his breath and listened. He could just make out the faint sounds of the night watch around Heavens Tower. He could feel the pent up mana of the Combat Castors like a faint prickle on his skin. Years of training his senses had made him attune to the subtle energies associated with powerful mages. He also knew the Mithran Rangers were never far off so even if he could somehow silence the mages he would still have to deal with dodging the hails of arrows from the Patriot Protectors.
That is if he made a mistake and they became aware of him here.
To be continued.....
Edited, Thu Jan 26 20:50:50 2006 by Shogen