<em>Hmm, rogue or ranger... As amusing as it would be to have him poke himself on the poisoned arrows, I think something more suitable and spectacular would be appropriate. Also, note to self, remind duke to reinforce the water ways to prevent further incursions of enemy forces.</em><br/><br/>He followed the assassin, gently nudging him toward an abandoned warehouse with only one entry and exit, though it had a decent amount of cover inside it in broken boxes. Once the assassin disappeared inside the selected warehouse, Draiss slipped in behind him, silent as death, his extended senses letting him know what the killer was doing. He stayed near the entrance, waiting for the assassin to drift off, before quietly coming up behind him, and expertly sliding his dagger through the back of his skull, killing the assassin instantly. That done, he collected the equipment, and sent the body into the swamp, where it would do some good, before sending the equipment to his mansion.<br/><br/>He slipped out of the warehouse, and smiled up at the sky.<em>No muss, no fuss. Your move now.</em><br/><br/>Nothing would directly answer him, but he would know what their next move was when/as they made it. He headed toward the mansion, ready to let some time pass, his body controlled by a secondary conscious that would replicate his own, while he skipped ahead to something more interesting.