Princess_Puddles
Wanderer
Diaries of a Stealth Assassin. Part One.
Hail friends. I shall lead you on a journey in the diary posts I leave here. A journey of the life in the days and weeks of a Stealth Assassin!
No doubt, People will get sours tastes in their mouth after I show their futile escape attempts but alas, That is the nature of this life. This life of an Assassin...
I was doing the usual rounds of Shame. I recalled in to the Blood Elemantal home lands and notice the remains of one of them.
Upon furthur inspection of this level, I noticed another yet this one was fresh...
After a short while the culpit appears... One "Spade". Spade...What a fitting name. Soon he will no doubt be needing one to dig his own grave.
I started to mount my etheral and doused my blade in the most leathal poisons I could obtain...
I stuck without mercy or fear. A few swift blows and the poison set in. You can almost smell the fear young Spade has.
A fine assortment of reagents were upon his body after his death.
And, As always, I let his beastly animals do the gold harvesting for me, Not him.
A fine assortment of coins and weapons were obtained by this method.
I shall be back soon, People. Fear for your lives and the lives of your animals. Princess Puddles is here now.
Hail friends. I shall lead you on a journey in the diary posts I leave here. A journey of the life in the days and weeks of a Stealth Assassin!
No doubt, People will get sours tastes in their mouth after I show their futile escape attempts but alas, That is the nature of this life. This life of an Assassin...
I was doing the usual rounds of Shame. I recalled in to the Blood Elemantal home lands and notice the remains of one of them.
Upon furthur inspection of this level, I noticed another yet this one was fresh...
After a short while the culpit appears... One "Spade". Spade...What a fitting name. Soon he will no doubt be needing one to dig his own grave.
I started to mount my etheral and doused my blade in the most leathal poisons I could obtain...
I stuck without mercy or fear. A few swift blows and the poison set in. You can almost smell the fear young Spade has.
A fine assortment of reagents were upon his body after his death.
And, As always, I let his beastly animals do the gold harvesting for me, Not him.
A fine assortment of coins and weapons were obtained by this method.
I shall be back soon, People. Fear for your lives and the lives of your animals. Princess Puddles is here now.