<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=61829.msg2802709#msg2802709">Quote from: WyzardWhately on 04-03-2010, 03:00:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><em>Dear Xiann'Ani Kyristavael,<br/><br/>Let us once more express our great pleasure that you have decided to visit Breezeport, and assist us in a certain matter which I have been forced to keep quite secret.  Your patience is as ever appreciated.  A dinner will be held at the Tower three days hence, on the night of the full moon.  A carriage will be sent for you, all will be explained.<br/><br/>Signed,<br/>Korrok</em><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Xiann wondered idly at what problem had led the ruler of this rather restrictive human city to call for the aid of an assassin. From what little she knew, information provided by her Guild, she doubted it was a political rival. Some other kind of trouble, then, probably related to whatever it is that led to the call for adventurers.<br/><br/>She put the letter back down on the dresser, and quickly decided that she'd probably spend most of the wait in her room. It was nice enough, the human styles of things a little interestingly exotic to Xiann's drow sensibilities, but it all still felt just a little boring. What little she'd seen of Breezeport on her way in had left Xiann with the impression that the rest of the city was similarly typically mundane like so many surface cities. They had been fun for the first few years she'd been on the surface, just for their difference, but Xiann had grown a little tired of the restrained ways most of the surface people kept.<br/><br/>Xiann turned back to her bed, laying down to daydream and wait. Three days was as nothing to most elves, Xiann included.