<div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#090909; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><a class="postlink" href="https://i.ibb.co/dfzkhQK/Assassin.png">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/><table width="100%"><tr><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-right:10px;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #800040">&lt; Mew &gt;</span></div><br/><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"> At the end of the madness it seemed that the one known as <span style="font-style: italic">Garry</span> or Grey as his true name was, found his way outside and automatically walked towards her with a calm demeanor. It was strange to see someone see another person covered in blood and remain calm. She never thought she would think that, but it was true. Covered in stinky blood and water, she simply stood there and heard the first thing he had to say as he came up to her. <span style="font-style: italic">'Oh tell me it's not yours'</span> was what came out of his mouth. Though it was rather obvious due to the absurd about of blood all over her body, that it wasn't her blood. At least not all of it, none of them had gotten close enough to use anything on her.<br/><br/>However as she was about to say something she watched as the minced meat undead turned to dust and vanished. She had a bad feeling about this, what she had just seen goes along with the ability of a Lich. After their physical bodies were destroyed, they'd turn to dust and respawn the next morning, at least that is how it was in the game as well as Dungeons and Dragons, pathfinder, etc. All they had to do was find their soul container and destroy it. Licking her lips slightly she began to think of the adventure, almost immediately discerned with her environment until Grey spoke up again.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">'Or are you having all the fun for yourself'</span> was what the man had said and seemed to be glowing so bright with his confidence and charisma that it was almost blinding. While she didn't exactly blush, she tried to hold her hand out to block the metaphorical light which was blinding her as he had taken that stance. The trait of charming was powerful in this one, but her strong will allowed her stubborn wall to remain unscathed.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"Murder is fun,"</span> the girl would say with a rather serious, uplifting tone with a huge smug grin across her face. Her eyes were glistening in the dark, glowing deviously, almost like that of a murderous maniac. However within moments the intense expression began to start fading from the surface of her persona, to a more monotone, and stern expression. <span style="color: #8080FF">"Though it could do with less blood. I swear he had a little too much air in his veins,</span> the girl huffed as she complained about the fact that the blood sprayed out everywhere.<br/><br/>When she was asked about who her <span style="font-style: italic">friend</span> was, she looked over towards the man smoking his pipe as if he were on some casual retreat. Though he had just been an almost skewered adventurer by a bunch of blood fanatic cultists. <span style="color: #8080FF">"That's my adoptive father... Apparently Alicia's been dead for a decade. One of my books follows him,"</span> she stated with a light sigh and scratched the back of her head.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"However I just abruptly saved his life from my actual immediate family's attempt on his life,"</span> her eye twitched slightly considering her actual family was part of the blood cult. She had been raised as one of them, but never really followed their laws, code nor belief system. Lee knew this about Alicia Tano, but the annoying part was that she immediately got caught up with them in the Town of Bi. <span style="color: #8080FF">"The Blood Cult,"</span> the girl would state with a rather lack of enthusiasm. While the Blood Cult gave great EXP to characters fighting them, their strange will to just die for their cause was disturbing.<br/><br/></span></td><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-left:10px;"><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">As Grey dismissed himself and wandered over to some barrel beneath the eave of the tavern. She stared at him for a few seconds before looking over towards the adoptive father of Alicia. He seemed laid back as usual, he was probably holding many secrets, many of which Alicia already knew due to the fact that they were Lee Tano. On top of the fact that she knew the he would have just let himself die if she hadn't been there. He had nothing else to live for, so he would have just given up. Walking over to him, she would place a hand on the man's shoulder.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"An old man such as you, shouldn't be out at this hour, you oaf."</span> She showed him some teeth as he simply chuckled, huffing a bit of smoke from his pipe into miserable looking half-shapes.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8080">"Bully,"</span> the old man would say and flick her forehead, barely making her head move, but leaving a small red dot where his nail had made contact. <span style="color: #FF8080">"Sturdy little bull–"</span> He was cut off right as he said she was little, a fist right in the groin and he found himself falling onto his side on the bench out of breath.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8080FF">"Sorry Pops, ya hit a nerve there. Mere reflex,"</span> her voice sounded sincere, but as she as cracking her knuckles with her fingers intertwined with one another, it was quite the opposite, a warning. Her pops let out a sheepish chuckle, nodding a bit as he slowly regained composure.<br/><br/>Waving eachother off, she would walk over towards where Grey was leaning against the barrel and tilted her head to the side slightly. <span style="color: #8080FF">"So, what questions you got, Garry?"</span> she called him Garry again instead of Grey. She was clearly teasing him and having a good time at doing so. While it wasn't hurting anyone, she was probably trying to annoy him and get a reaction.</span></td></tr></table></div></div></div>