In the interim, Dahlia had gone to fetch several dossiers, which she now spread on the table. The Queen had remained silent, not one for chit-chat. Once the dossiers were open before them, she spoke again.<br/><br/>In the interim, Dahlia had gone to fetch several dossiers, which she now spread on the table. The Queen had remained silent, not one for chit-chat. Once the dossiers were open before them, she spoke again.<br/><br/>"You may wish to work together on these missions. Some of them involve multiple targets."<br/><br/>"These two are some of the biggest assassinations our organization has ever undertaken, and involve crippling two of the p most powerful organizations in the region and taking out their leaders."<br/><br/>She opened up one of the pair. There was a sketch of a man with features like they'd been chiseled out of marble, an angelic butstern brow and the chin of a true paragon. It was instantly recognizable as Sir Lord Captain Stonethrush. "Lord Captain" was his given name, bestowed by parents hopeful of his auspicious future.  He hadn't disappointed them. He was the most dedicated and blessed hero in the region.<br/><br/>"Sir Stonethrush, Commander of the Most Sanctified Order of the Rising Dawn will be in the Holy City of Evannika for their coming Festival of Sacred Lights, honoring all the forces, gods, and ideals of goodness and justice. He is to be assassinated during this festival. However, he cannot simply be slain, he must be publicly shamed first, made to commit some error that will cause his fall in the eyes of the public— and preferably in the eyes of his gods as well. Then, he may be quietly dispatched. We are to further strike the order by demolishing the obelisk beacon that stands outside the entrance of their temple. There are no restrictions or limits on collateral damage this part of the mission, save that it not be tied back to us. Also, we will also be paid for any other officers of the order we slay, though that is obviously not a priority. The other…"<br/><br/>She opens another dossier, this one depicting a figure swathed in bandages, with a single maniacal eye and a savage grin of surprisingly well-preserved teeth remaining uncovered. Another recognizable face, the renegade anarchist necromancer Svaldryn Zorm. Once a minor cultist who had been burned at the stake, he had survived to began creating a network of terrorists called the Scions of Doom who had thus far remained under the radar by being supremely secretive and not doing much of anything significant. The numbers of cults swearing allegiance to their cause had begun to explode in recent months, however, and many in the region felt a storm brewing.<br/><br/>"We've learned that Zorm is actually undead now, and have been clued into several of his contact groups.  We have been asked to destroy him completely. Apparently he travels around with an entourage of minions, meaning you will need to infiltrate one of the contact groups and ascertain his next location. Eliminate him and his inner circle, and be sure to bring back anything… interesting… they might have in their possession to the guild."<br/><br/>"Incidentally, it is these two groups who hired us to strike against the other."<br/><br/>"The others aren't quite as glamorous, but they are still significant high profile targets."  She spread the rest of the files across the table.<br/><br/>They included:<br/><br/>Nine Maples Singing, fifth princess of the treeborne metropolis of Heathrowan. A comely young elf woman. Apparently she was due to be wed to one of the elven nobles, and a jilted rival for her affections wanted to ensure that if she could not be his, she would belong to nobody. It was of utmost important that no one else be killed during this mission, not even guards.<br/><br/>Anaxamander Clinkenbeard, dwarf financial genius and chief banker of the Bluemarch Mercantile Brotherhood. His rivals in the organization had pooled their resources to have him killed. It was important that this mission be carried out in utmost secret. It would be best if he disappeared completely, and any other loose ends be entirely cleaned up.<br/><br/>The thief and killer Roy Sliphand. He was currently incarcerated in a mining prison facility in the mountain city of Grey Hackle. The local thieves' guild wanted to make sure he stayed silent while in prison, and didn't want to take any chances. They wanted someone to sneak in and take him out.<br/><br/><br/>