Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-25109952-20131014192940/@comment-25146201-20131015234656

''Corvus stuck to the shadows as the nobleman walked to the dinner hall. His employer wanted his death to be broadcasted. Corvus climbed up to the opwn windoe between the two rooms, dashing far ahead of his target. The dining hall was empty. Corvus snuck down and took a vial of green liquid out of his pocket. He poured it into his drink and hid, watching the target with his disturbing mask.''