The fallen note

[uzwazza]

On a rooftop perched a hunched figure, wrapped in a dark cloak the rain splashing off it and running its way down the cloth onto the red building. It was a damp dark night in the streets of Yrkanis and the figure watched silently enougher below. The person in the street stepped away from its victum clutching a stolen purse and looked around eyes darting to see if it had been observed. Beliveing it hadnt the thin looking matis male walked off from its prey and down an alley ,feeding his way through town he never once noticed the cloaked graceful form following jumping from roof to roof. At last he stopped and opened the purse removing the dappers within and quickly burning the small leather pouch in a nearby campfire.
"Lacks grace and training...but that can be corrected the potenital is there and he seems smart enough." Whispered the cloaked figure to the wind. A rapid movement saw a small bolt fly forward and sink into the ground near the mans foot, enougher hid the crossbow and sent the cloaked figure sailing to the floor facing away from him. Leather armour creaked slighty on impact and she lowered her hood ,rain dropped onto her black short cut hair and dripped down one side of her face across her purple tatoo's. But the damp never bothered Affy she had lived with it all her life and in fact she enjoyed walking in it as many other hide away from its playful nature sheltering in houses and looking down at the ground in an effort to get through it as best they could, this just made them easier to deal with if needed. Confidence and praticed strides took her away from her quarry and towards enougher meeting,one to discuss billing of a guild structure but unknown to her the note she sent flying was left unopened and the man in question hadnt seen it, its contents was a smiple question if the gentleman required the company of others of his ilk for mutal gain,training and protection.If so he was to seek out the "The Shadow Blade" and its guildmistress Affy.