The Small Assassin

Malik was walking around Zavhert. He was talking with a few of the soldiers at the port, and one of them said he saw some children wandering around the streets with a lost look on their face. Though he didn’t know these children he felt concern for them, so he urgently asked the soldier for the location of the children. After obtaining the information he headed towards the destination he was told. When he reached his destination , he didn’t notice children in sight. Malik spent around 10 minutes looking for any sign of the children but didn’t see any. He then assumed what the soldier said was false, and went towards the inn.

He'd wandered pretty far from the hideout this time, and that was something that wasn't uncommon these days. There wasn't nothing keeping him from faking a mission just to get some fresh air. That was something the little boy needed.

Of course, wandering towards a new town, he had to take in the sights. Being quick on his feet, Jay moved through the town at a reasonable speed, wandering here and there before noticing something out of place. After checking it out, he decided to go see if he could find anything useful.

He'd stopped near the inn, sitting and resting for just a moment when he heard someone speak. Out of instinct, he jumped up and put his hands in his pockets, small fingers wrapping around the hilt of a dagger.

I love the Tales of fandom, and you’ve all been so nice and welcoming over the time I’ve been here. But at the same time, I can’t help but wonder if you all would be alright without me. If I were to vanish, no one would notice. I guess the only thing keeping me from deleting any account is the lingering hope that someone needs me as much as I need them. Bit so far, it’s just a little hope, and even that is slowly dwindling down to nothing. So I just watch, and wait. Maybe someday…