<div class="floatleft">(http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/28800000/Theo-Theodoridis-theo-theodoridis-28883367-308-550.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Lodi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>House of Gamarius the Scribe in Venna<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kajira (Namira)<br/><hr/><br/>As life left the Master Scribe in a final spasmodic twitch, Lodi withdrew his blade. The body drop without ceremony as the Assassin whipped his sword out to the side in a quick violent sweep to clear the deadly instrument of the blood and gore. Producing a cloth of black silk, embroidered with a Gorean flower resembling a rose, the killer cleaned the blade almost ritually while watching the lovely slave girl rush to her fallen master. He then drop it to the floor leaving a calling card of his work as a Caste of Assassin.<br/><br/>"You murdered him. You murdered my Master." the woman admonished Lodi.<br/><br/>"Indeed." Said the Black Cad calmly before the sound of something heavy slamming against the barred door took his attention from the shapely form of the slave before him. It had seemed that either the sound of the kill or the nude body of the slain Guardsman had caused some concern with the house militia. It would not take them long to gain entry into the chamber; the door, though well made, was built for aesthetics not security. It was way past time for the Assassin to fade into the night.<br/><br/>As Lodi sheathed his blades and turned he found the slave girl before him in the customary position of submission. Her hands held before her with wrist crossed in offering.<br/><br/>"Kill me, Master Killer, or take me with you, for if I stay I am doomed towards the auction block!" begged the beautiful slave. Her smoldering eyes and full pouting lips making it hard to focus on the necessary tasks at hand. In one simple move she added to the seduction by shifting her body in a way that allowed the Killer to view her more intimately. Her lithe form muscled and toned, her soft flawless brown sugared color skin and the full bloom of her womanhood thick and inviting was all on display. Lodi stood frozen for a long moment till the sound of a sword edged splintering the door behind him snapped him back to reality.<br/><br/>"As much as I would love to mix business with pleasure I can not..." Lodi was about to say before another hard crash almost cracked the wooden bar holding the door secure. The Assassin turned toward the entrance as his mind calculated the amount of time he had left. He then looked back into those intoxicating pleading eyes as the Slave Girl once  again held her hands up in supplication.<br/><br/>Making a decision Lodi moved quickly past her reaching into a pouch and producing a cord of rope. Quickly tying one end to the slave ring at the foot of the couch he unrolled the bundle and tossed it out a window. Checking the height of the descent while testing the hold of the knot he turned to the slave girl and quickly ordered. "You wish for a new Master then you will have to earn him. If you can keep up with me as I make my escape then I will have you. If not I will leave you to your fate. I would suggest that you quickly find the key to your collar and perhaps something for your hands because a rope can bite as deep as a blade." Lodi slid out the window with practice grace taking the rope in his gloved hands. "Now hurry my pretty little Larl because when that door comes crashing down... I doubt you will have a choice in what happens to you."<br/><br/>With that the Black Clad Assassin disguised as a Guardsmen disappears from view.<br/>