For Isa it was as if she could feel the last breath of the man her brother had put to rest, but it brought little to comfort her in the passing hours as time slowly started to drift away. About the time of his return to the guild she too was already preparing for a night of rest as the night before had been draining for her. While her abilities did give her some insight, however many things such as brother's scowls where left unheard. While it had only been recently that her brother had been drifting away, she herself had been drifting for much longer. Her visions consuming her and forcing an unmeasurable amount of stress over her body; more so over the last two years as assassination attempts where happening fair more frequently and overall the nature of the insights where for lack of a better term... terrifying...  However like many things in the life that had been made for her within the guild she had adjusted, but at the cost of her own liveliness.<br/><br/>While her brother had gone to dream, Isa herself sat waiting for her evening herbal tea to be brought in by a servant. Like most nights around the time of the new moon it was often a struggle for her to find rest among her own visions and thoughts, and though the tea brought her rest, it was often a dreamless slumber. What she would not expect however was when she came to answer the door the face of an older man rather then one of her typical servants. "What brings you here at such an hour old man." She smiled welcoming him as he was one of the many guild elders, but his presence there did not come with good terms...<br/><br/>It would be brought to her attention a fact she already knew, the threat had been removed.... However much like the previous attempts, it was hard to locate a motive, although it was becoming more likely that these different assassins where being hired by possibly the same source... Again it was a factor that was hardly any new news, however what troubled her was the realization that these attacks where only going to become worse as more learn of her existence.... And as such the guild would be considering relocating her... "Have you spoken to my brother about this?..." Would he her first reaction to reply, although it was more clear that such information of her being moved would be only on a need to know basics to prevent further assassination attempts... She would most likely have to tell him herself...<br/><br/>With Her tea cup empty, and the elder gone however such thoughts didn't linger long within her mind, as such things often never did after she took the remedies to aid her sleep. As such; she soon drifted off into a dreamless slumber....<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Ashir's void of mind would eventually be filled with the more colorful images of a dream, the sounds of laughter and a care free nature. The sounds of his sister as she ran along side him out in the gardens of the guild. It was a time before the assignations became for serious and life was carefree and good. "Hurry up slowpoke~" She would laugh as she would use magic to aid her winning streak of beating him to the center of the garden. The air was sweet and hung low with the smell of cherry blossoms and the sight of morning dew still lingering on much of the foliage that covered this typically empty part of the guild.<br/><br/>Playful in nature it seemed at first this dream would be like most 'normal' dreams, however it would only take a moment for things to simply tussle over within the dream. Tripping a rock he would fall on to her, and together they would tumble across the grass in a laughing fit before finally hitting a tree with her landing over top of him. Unexpected, but yet expected her gaze met longingly with his as her lips where carefully grazed by her own tongue; as if toying her choices before finally lowering her head slowly to his to steal her choice with a longer lasting kiss.<br/><br/>Like the many dreams over the last few months it wasn't long before it was escalated; quickly turning a simple day of peace and balance to a lustful sin. Easily going from tumbling over with his sibling, to rolling around with his lover. Such dreams where indeed pleasurable, but just as well painted a rather unrealistic picture. A picture that sometimes even he would have difficultly defining from dream to reality...