Post by DM Dan/Bi'rel/Sheila on May 8, 2015 19:39:21 GMT
All this work will never compare to the hours upon hours of research and looking he had done for his Master. He finds it easy to balance all the work and the "main clients" work placed upon the guild. An important day had come, every leader needed to have a "right hand" and a "left hand". The right hand was always a person that all the guild knew, they were the voice of the Master when he could not be there to speak for himself, they also made sure that all the Masters will was seen to. The left hand, well that's another story, only a select few knew of the left hand and even fewer knew who it was. The left hand did the will of the Master that the Master could not do themselves, for it all needed to be done in secret. The left hand was the Assassin of the assassins.
Deciding on each hand was a task, but the hard part for Umbra, was learning when people addressed The Master, they were addressing him. His Master was wise, and he knew choose the perfect time in his life to assign this duty to him. Any earlier and he would have corrupted the system and used it to further his own gain and not the"Main Clients" will.
He could not help but to take time wondering how his friends had been fairing, he began to start writing a letter and called forth his new Trusted messenger, and handed them the letter, and a very small pouch, all he said was "This is the letter, and the item, you know where she is make sure she gets this." And the messenger gathered the things and seemingly disappeared. Umbra never could get used to that, it was probably the coolest trick he has ever seen, even looking straight at her, and a huge half-Orc to boot!
Deciding on each hand was a task, but the hard part for Umbra, was learning when people addressed The Master, they were addressing him. His Master was wise, and he knew choose the perfect time in his life to assign this duty to him. Any earlier and he would have corrupted the system and used it to further his own gain and not the"Main Clients" will.
He could not help but to take time wondering how his friends had been fairing, he began to start writing a letter and called forth his new Trusted messenger, and handed them the letter, and a very small pouch, all he said was "This is the letter, and the item, you know where she is make sure she gets this." And the messenger gathered the things and seemingly disappeared. Umbra never could get used to that, it was probably the coolest trick he has ever seen, even looking straight at her, and a huge half-Orc to boot!