Jysan Ryderan, Faerie
Shadow Guild
The Rusty Shield Tavern, Savire, Dyrin

I could tell Captain Blackwood had hired assassins before. But this was the first time he had dealt with one that was a faerie. And of course, they always make the same, rookie mistake the first time. So, I get the order on a normal-sized piece of paper, which to them would be like getting an order on a carpet. I had to fly away with it, take it to a quiet area in the ceiling rafters, break the wax seal, and roll out the whole thing and stand on it.

Blacksting,

Vester Dulunt. Head Tax collector on the docks. That bastard is definitely one of Vrell's and he has been having his men collect double duty just for his own pleasures. That sneer-faced hooligan arrives at dawn and harasses the fishermen for the dock tax cut and confiscates the smugglers' goods like the sniveling swine he is. He has lavish tastes and usually wears rich clothing amongst men that can barely afford rags. The man is nearly half-pig with his girth, and he is a drunkard for wine, even at that hour.

Him being dead would do us all a favor. I don't care how you do it, but do it. Sooner the better. And you would do well to destroy this note after you've read it.

~ C.B.

Please. With a smile and a shrug, I had a Darkfire Spark gobble the whole thing up in less than a second. I don't leave stuff like that laying around.

As for Vester, this was a matter of picking exactly how I wanted to do it. And this was an easy hit. Him being a fatso just meant I might have to do double dosage if I use poison, but that was easy. The toughest assassinations were usually mages. Especially necromancers, warlocks, and anything that's undead. But this guy wasn't anything even close to that.

For this one, I decided to be creative. This gave me wriggle room to experiment and wasn't one of those occasions where I'd have to play by the book or risk failure.