betrail?

the cloaked figure walked into a shop and asks the store owner if he had any 'flat beer' the owner took him to the back where he opened up the celler doors, the cloaked person went into the cellers and took out a dirk, he slid the blade behind the bookcase and slide it slowly down until there is a small 'click' the bookcase swings open and the person walks in, the case swinging shut shortly thereafter

Inside the small room beyond the shelf was a neatly made office. A man sat at the desk with his hands folded on top of the desk and looked at him.

"hey, cheif, how the scar?" he asked as he removed his hood, he looked at the man, he had a rugged face, and a scar over his right eye, the fox leans against the wall waiting for the job details

"Fine." the man answered easily with a shrug. "I have a very dangerous mission for you."

"is it like the last?" he asked boredly "cause if it is then you might as well pay me now" he said, smiling, his jobs always seemed easy, but it was because he was trained from the day he was found in an allyway picking pockets

His smile was a little secretive as he looked at his charge. "No, this is much harder..." Resting his head on his hands he asked, "Have you heard of the guild that wears silver bands on the wrist or throat to prove loyalty and service?"

his eyes slowly open, his smile fades, and his voice sounds far off "your talking about them....arnt you?" he had a bad feeling what if this has something to do with aza? i cant hurt her, she's my friend

His boss nodded very slowly. "It seems that no-one who has ever known the master of this guild has been left alive... We need to know his identity."

"....well then...." he said, staring off into space "i guess i'll have to do my best" he smiled, this was going to be was hell of a mission

"See that you do." he answered and leaned back.

"see ya later, cheif" he said as he walked out of the office and soon out of the store

The people left him beas he headed out of the store.

he had no idea where the guild was, and he doubted that anyone else knew, his only choice was to follow a member, but the only person he knew was aza ".....dammit" he sighed

Aza was currently at home so there was no chance he'd find her out on the streets right now. Considering the time of day she'd more than likely be sleeping.

he decided to follow her scent to find out where she's been, he had a pretty good nose so it wasn't too hard but it was a little difficult because there where so many smells in the air

Her scent led him to the ormal plces; her home, parts of her route, and a few of her more hidden hang-out spots. But after a while her scent disappeared.

"odd....." he said walking in the direction her scent was leading "where in the name of hell and heaven is everyone?" he muttered into the empty air, looking around not seeing anyone, he was walking down an abandoned street on the city "where, oh where, can i possibly be?" after asking that he sniffed at the air

A few guards of the guild appeared all around him and drew their weapons silently. Some of them bore familiar appearances, and all were deathly lethal with their weapons.

"i just stepped in it big time, didn't i?" he asked gripping the collar of his cloak "i don't want any trouble, im just a lost little puppy, you see?" with that he pulled off his cloak and flung it a one of the guards before rushing them with his scimitars drawn, but insted of attacking he jumps over the guard and runs into an allyway

The guards rushed after him without comment as he ran away. Even if he managed to go down a crowded route they would be able to follow him. They knew their jobs well.

he rounded a corner and seemed to vanish "up here~!" he said, he somehow got to the roof of a building "pathetic, i say, simply pathetic!" he was egging them on, wanting them to follow him

A few of the others had already been on the building tops. They hemmed around him and followed, making sure to keep a watchful eye of their surroundings. If necessary they would back off.

"crap, you guys are professionals arnt you?" he asked rhetoricly he had his swords sheathed, and his bow out "but i dont think we've been aquainted, i'm blank, and you are?" he fired an arrow at one of them

Even as the assassains did not reply to him they kept out a watchful eye. The one fired at dodged and then returned to his position. For a moment they all seemed to stop before they disappeared into the crowd. Apparently he was now far enough away for them to leave him be. Noise filled his ears as he stood on a rooftop above the second market not all that far from Aza's house.

"hmmmm....that was sloppy of me...." he said, as he went to where he lived, once at his guild he went to his room and prepared for the real start of his mission. he put on his cloak, the one he left back at the empty street was just the blue one he bought to hide who he was. once he was all set he went out and got some thugs to join him, just a few, about 20, all wearing black cloaks like him. he had them head to the empty street and told them to cause a ruckus, meanwhile he went into the sewers and travled to the empty street underground. he had no doubt that there would be guards here too, so he kept to the shadows, his black fur and black cloak making him blend in with the darkness.