Night has just begun to fall in Hulery Forest and with it a heavy fog, obscuring the pathways and distorting the forest into a dark, mysterious, forbidding maze of trees. Mist smiled to himself, hiding away from the welltrodden path upon which the carriage containing his target and her retinue of guards were slowly traversing. To him these conditions where ideal but to them...<br/><br/>He waited until they had passed before passing through the mist like a vengeful wraith to quickly slay the unprepared rear guard, silently slicing their throats with the sharp blade of his kukri. As he killed the second and ran swiftly back into the concealing cover of the trees and fog, the guard's shortsword dropped to the stony paths with a loud clatter. While he was safe for the moment, it was loud enough that no doubt it would put them on alert...he cursed under his breath, slowly stalking them from behind...