Norbert
*Assassins, contract killers, whatever you called them. They were there to do the dirty work for you. Both Adam and Amalfriede would have been contacted through a relatively standard looking man to meet behind a nearby inn near some bushes. There, they would find a set of gardening tools, just in case some guards held their suspicions.*
Cedric
*Amalfriede looked down at the note in her hand. It was time, and she was fairly certain that this was the place to go. As she got behind the inn, she took a pair of gardening tools in her hands, clumsily trying them out in the air for a bit to get used to the motions so she could then pretend. She looked around for the man.* "Hm, I was right to bring normal clothes."
Jamie
*Adam had seemed to arrive some time before Amal. His existence unnoticed however, until she arrives at the bushes.*

*Rustling could be heard from the green patch, before a head soon pops out. A man with a black mask and white hair stared back at his new coworker. A hand poking out of the bush as well, waving before pulling out a gardening tool to show his purpose.*
Norbert
*Almost comically, the floor (and the bush) under Adam swings down, causing the man to fall into a room onto a cushion. Said room spills out the orange light of a fireplace. The secret entrance is large enough to fit a person, but not if they were wearing metal armor. Small Amal is able to fit in.*

*Assuming both of them went into the room, the same man that had contacted them would have closed the secret entrance shut. In front of them is a slightly pudgy man in a chair, sipping something from a cup.*

"Well, these are the ones?"

*The contact nods.*

"Seems inconspicuous enough, the lass here. The masked one I'm not sure. Anyway, I trust you enough to take out who I need. The person in question is a private investigator. He's a mage, and he's really damn good at finding the details. I need him dead. You two up for the task?"
Jamie
*The small Oni seems to drop from his hiding place suddenly, a small yelp being heard as he falls. Thankfully, he's cushioned by the mat below, rolling off of it before patting himself off.*

*The Oni looks around confused, his eyes landing upon the orange flame illuminating the room. Then down to the chubbier man who explains the deal. Adam quietly nods in acceptance, the Oni not exactly having much choice either way.*