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Session 7.5: Elberrin

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Elberrin wasn?t sure what had just happened. With a skip of his heart, he thought for the briefest of moments that he may have fallen asleep. During this critical moment, that simply wasn?t possible. There was no way that after months of planning this mission, he had allowed himself even a momentary lapse of reason, let alone sleep.

?Then what the hell just happened?? he thought.

There was no physical sign of disturbance around him in the dark alcove of the tower. No outward sign that someone had spotted him with magic, and there was no one in Khovaire who could see him otherwise.

Yet he felt as if time had skipped a beat. Fortunately, the training of these past decades served him well. Despite the unexpected shock of the moment, his mind and spirit had locked it into memory. He therefore split his mind, devoting half of his attention to the mission at hand, the other half to this unexpected phenomenon. As he analyzed, he realized the moment was more of an extension of his intellect, a shadow of what once was. ?Why would his past surface now for his reflection?? he wondered. ?Why would thoughts of the Isle haunt him at such an important moment??

After a few precious moments he surmised that these questions were not going to be answered at this time. He stored them for future contemplation and returned his total devotion to the task at hand.

It would be any moment now. His target would step out onto the balcony of the opposing nearby tower and he would make the attempt. Months of hard work, trials and tribulations with both the plan and those it affected, it all came down to this.

His scrying eye, floating hidden in a room below, saw movement within the adjacent windows of the targets balcony. It would be soon. Elberrins? muscles flexed instinctively in anticipation. His heart began to beat faster, restoring the cramped muscles and giving them the lifeblood they needed to spring into action. The alcove in which he hid was open to a balcony of its own. He already planned every footstep of the charge he would make when the time came, the charge that would carry him up and over the rail and down to the city far below.

He would only get this one chance. It was succeed, or die.

As he watched through the third eye in his mind, he watched his target finally come through the door and onto the balcony, three hundred feet below Elberrin?s current position. As expected, the target went to his railing and called out to his flying mount. This was Elberrin?s opening.

With timed precision and the plan before him, Elberrin went into action. As he charged towards the rail of his own balcony, he knew that his target would not be aware of him until the attack had been completed. And by then, it would be too late for him. Although he moved with great speed and agility, his mind was calm and focused on the effort. Every foot landed precisely where it was destined to land. Every stride was the length it was meant to be. The multiple magics cloaked him, blocking his passage from any who perchance may be gazing at this specific balcony. At this height, in this section of the City of Towers, that wasn?t likely.

His body glided over the railing and he started his freefall to the city thousands of feet below. He couldn?t help but allow himself a small smile. As dire and as important as this mission was, this was his moment. Nothing could take it from him. Decades of missions like this had left him with a confidence. A confidence that allowed him to enjoy what he had become. An Assassin.

good enough.

Possibly, but just like in a dream, you awoke before hitting.

So you are not positive.


Now, is that to say that I did in fact crash into the street??

:?:  :!:  :?:


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