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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 1:58 am
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'What have I become? And shall I ever be forgiven for my sins? No, for what I have done marks me. Marks me with a curse I can never relinquish. Nay, I shall never remove the guilt I have, and the cruelty in my heart. I have become a killer, and nothing more.The only retribution I have is in whom I choose to kill. Kill those who have done no wrong, just had the misfortune to have angered the wrong person? Or those who have caused more pain in life, than could be caused by their death? Aye, this is the only retribution my pitiful soul can achieve. So I await my next contract, move by move, until my services are beckoned again. But as of now, I lie in wait for my current contract: Gromir the Shrew. I currently await his arrival into his bedchamber, poised amongst the shadows above his bed. His child pedafelianism shall come to an end tonight by my blade.'
A shaft of light penetrates the room as the door creaks slowly open. A shadow is cast into the light, the shadow of a man with sins rivaling those of the assassin. The man carries a candle to light his path into his room. The light from the hall clicks off, dimming the already dull light in the room to almost nothing. The man, Gromir, sits on the bed removing his slippers and setting his clock for work in the morning. He lays back into the bed, licks his fingers, and snuffs out the last remaining source of light in the house. This, was the last mistake he ever made. The assassin descended upon him, seeming to materialize out of the ceiling, drawing a blade and bringing it within mere centimeters of Gromir's throat. Whether it was intuition, or the sense of impending doom, his eyes suddenly tore open and stared into the deep red eyes of his soon-to-be-killer. He let out a scream, a scream that told that he knew his time was up.
"My name, is Fenrir Shade. I have been tasked with your assassination. You have caused far more pain than your worth allows. May darkness take hold of you and never release." says the assassin. And with that, the blade was drawn across Gromir's neck, and he ceased to exist.
Fenrir returned to the ceiling and melded into the shadows. He became one with the pure blackness of the darkest of dark. As swiftly as he had killed his target, he was gone and on his way.
'Aye, what I do is a curse. But one I must bare. I do what I do, because that is my destiny. That, is my purpose.'
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 11:17 am
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Dawn brakes across the sky, and the shadows of night dissipate. Fenrir stands atop a highrise building, perilously close to the edge, feeling the strong breeze whisk across his face and tugging at his clothes. He is in a near meditative state, almost reaching comatose, when the silence is broken by his own voice:
"You're late. Do you have the payment?" his voice is raspy and hoarse from lack of sleep.
"Yes, here are the three hundred rings, as promised. And another assignment." explains the man just reaching the landing of the stairs. "My master wants Ice King Macafee killed. He has been a thorn in our side for far too long. Do you accept?"
"Why shall I accept this contract? You know quite well that I don't kill those who don't deserve it." replies Fenrir.
"He has enslaved several citizens of Gravestone and has forced them all to work for him."
"Not a typical reason, but reason enough. What is his full name?"
"Swift Xavier Macafee. He resides inside the Castle atop his floating island. The routine is typical; tail, information, death. Standard operating procedure. Because of the high value of this target, the pay has been increased to five thousand rings. My master wants him dead more than anyone else on this Godforsaken planet."
"Understood. I shall begin immediately. Return to your master and tell him I accept."
"I shall. But before I leave, why are you standing so close to the edge? It seems pointless, and a simple stray breeze or wayword push could send you to your death."
"Sometimes, you just need to take a leap of faith."
And with that, the courier retreats from the roof. Fenrir is left alone once again. He waits five minutes before making a move, a move that would normally kill any hedgehog. He takes one step forward, letting his foot hang off the building, then pushes off the edge. He plummets. He falls headfirst toward the street below. He complacently watches as the ground gets closer. Civilians begin to scream from bellow, not expecting to see a suicide today. The ground comes up to meet Fenrir, but he dissolves through it, into the shadow of the building he was standing atop.
--- three hours later ---
Fenrir had heard stories of the majesty of the Ice Kingdom, but never had the pleasure to experience it until today. If only it were under better circumstances. A contact inside the castle has supplied him with the proper permissions to be allowed into all aspects of the castle with no interference. He stands in the main hall contemplating on where to begin.
'I believe I shall start in the Archives. Aye, that would be the best place to start. To make sure that my information is correct, and my informant has not lied.'
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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The Jolly Victini Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 11:49 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 12:54 pm
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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The Jolly Victini Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 2:01 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 9:28 pm
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"Thank you good sir. I shall be on my way then, for I am sure you have far more important things to attend to than a stranger like myself." replies Fenrir, heading towards the Castle Archives.
He reaches the door to the stairwell down to his objective. Flanking the opening were two guards armed with broadswords.
"Halt, and state your business citizen!" commands the guard on the right. The rank on his uniform told Fenrir that he was a First Sergeant, the other being a Staff Sergeant. He didn't bother reading the name tags, because they were pointless words to bog down his mind.
"I am Fenrir, your King has summoned me to work on a personal problem. This is the paperwork that gives me access to the Archives."
The men scanned through the papers, passing it between themselves with whispers. After a few moments, the First Sergeant handed back the papers sating; "Everything seems to be in order. Carry on."
With that, Fenrir strode down the stairs into the dark room. Typically, he would prefer the room as it were, but darkness isn't good for reading. He searched the walls near the entrance for some sort of light-switch, but found none. Fenrir used his powers to search through the darkness for familiar shapes. A large circular table with a single chair sits in the middle of the room with the bookcases spread out round it like the rays of the sun. He searched for finer details, and found what he was looking for. On the column directly across from the entrance was an unlit torch.
Fenrir approaches the torch and reaches into his pocket. His hand emerges with a small flint-and-steel self contained lighter. The only thing of his father he had left. He struck the cloth that clung to the torch, and the sparks erupted into flames, birthing light. He grasps the torch, and pulled it from its resting place. He walks to the center of the room where the table sits. Floating above the table, suspended by nothing more than air, is a pedestal. Fenrir raises the torch to the pedestal, and light erupts into the room, as preset paths of oil ignite and spread the fire to every corner.
After reading the plaques on each shelf, Fenrir finally settled down an isle that he thought would bare the best results. And the results he did find. A relatively new book with gold print titled: "Funds and Records." Scanning through the pages reveals what he is looking for. One of the latest additions states that King Macafee had in fact enslaved several citizens from Gravestone. But something looks odd about the paper...
Suddenly the First Sergeant's voice called down the tunnel: "Hey, Civvie, it's getting late! Pack it up, and move it out! Visiting hours are over!"
"Dammit!" cursed Fenrir to himself, "Aye, I'll be gone soon!" He grabs the book and stows it inside his satchel, walking towards the stairs. Upon reaching the landing, he heads for the Grand Hall.
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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The Jolly Victini Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 12:26 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 1:45 am
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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The Jolly Victini Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 1:54 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 2:15 am
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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The Jolly Victini Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 2:26 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 2:45 am
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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The Jolly Victini Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 2:54 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 3:05 am
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Fenrir Shade Vice Captain
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The Jolly Victini Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 3:09 am
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