Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20150716225613

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"...and here is your portion of the pay..."

"...portion?"

"Of course...I planne-urk!" The blade embedded in his belly was slowly pulled out before a knife whipped across the swindler's throat. Deft, gauntleted hands picked the falling coin-pouch out of the air, and quickly tied it to his waist. The blades were wiped down and stored in their respective sheathes.

The motions were all smooth and calculated.

"Asshole..." The man murmured, slipping out of the room and downstairs into a quaint little inn. The light fell across his face as he simply ordered a mug of water. A small, golden ring highlighted his pupil, yet was almost swallowed in the night blue of his iris.

Noctum Caeruleus just sipped his drink, thinking about what might be the next job he'd have to do... ---

Across the way in a corner, Echion Tyrian, an elven warrior, simply ate his meal. His weapons were set against his table, and the he-elf was keeping to himself. Having just come back from a minor adventure, he was just looking for a place to rest. 