Temperance Macayle, captain of the assassins, was waiting near the overhang in question, her tattered cream traveling cloak flapping into the eastern winds. Her bluish green eyes glittered in the moonlight as she passively scanned the sea for signs of the other assassins. She narrowed her keen eyes as they locked onto her target: A small row boat approached the shore from behind a reef, just narrowly avoiding the watch of the two patrolling galleys.
There was no mistaking it was them… Her heart pounded with an unwelcome anxiety. Whether she liked it or not, the attempt at the queen's life would soon come to pass. She clenched her fists as she watched the assassins climb their way up the cliff side.
Their targets were determined only by the highest bidder. Under the watchful command of the current General Jet Melrose, they have slain the infamous, overturned wars, and 'modified' chains of commands for the malicious intents of their clients. The true extent and power of the Ring of Assassins is known only to the General. It seems the Ring had become the very judges of life and death, but that is not necessarily the truth. It was their clients who chose their targets, and the Ring sold only for the highest bidder.
After passing a series of difficult trials, becoming a member of the Ring entailed the full forfeiture of freedom, becoming closely accustomed with and commanded by a set of strict principles based off a series of ancient scriptures that have been summarized long ago in a moldy tome entitled, "The Creed of Assassins". The General keeps this tome in a special chamber at the castle of Belheim, very closely guarded and booby trapped so that even she, a trusted captain of the Ring, would not dare get a hold of it. The creed mentions one could not simply run away from the Ring, and those who have done thus were forthwith hunted down. Every beast who becomes a member of the creed, dies as a member of the creed. However, even the Ring was too extensive to be without corruption, so the consequences of betrayal were brutal. Traitors faced a worse fate than even the cowards, and were above all, violently tortured, later suffering a slow and painful demise by stake and by flame.
The thought of such a horrendous fate nearly coaxed her out of her original plan, but her mind was decided. Regardless of what would happen to her, she felt the queen's death was wrong, and it was not like her to betray her beliefs. Though the Ring thirsted for royal blood, no such blood would be spilled this night, not so long as breath still passed through her lips. For matters of stealth, only a small number of assassins have been sent ashore, aside from those like her who joined with the kingdom to gather intelligence and to sabotage their defenses. No matter their skill, they were no match for the numbers of the armed royal guard. The unknowing assassins were entering the jaws of a great beast, and it was up to her to seal them shut, when the moment was right. Despite her intentions, she had found a few other traitorous friends among her infiltration group willing to support her decision, traitors with sour feelings towards their client king and his plan to attack Green Isle. It was no easy task judging who would fight by her side and the devoted who would turn her in upon the mere mention of mutiny.
She cleared her throat as the assassins neared their meeting point. She crossed her arms and tapped her foot paw. "Oh hello, general. Long time no see. So what brings you to this fancy little island?" she asked with a small smile.
"Captain Temperance. You know why we have come," Jet responded in a slightly irritable tone. He gestured for the other assassins to stay put before he approached her. "I have no time for your games. My messenger was misled. We were told there would only be one boat out on patrol tonight. How do you explain that!?" he asked as he pointed out to the galleys.
Temperance eyes bore into Jet's with a nary a flinch. Though her allies failed to prevent Adalin from coaxing out a third boat into the patrol, she had lied to the messenger that there would only be one boat out, in an attempt to get them unprepared. "It's not my fault that they reconsidered against the wishes one of my subordinates, for the safety of the kingdom. Of course, I would've informed you promptly as soon as I found out, had I a telepathic under my command. You still arrived with a boat in one piece, so let's get straight to the point, shall we?"
Jet scowled and took a step forward. "I am the head of the Ring of Assassins! I have dubbed you worthy of my trust to be my second in command, so you of all beasts can not and will not treat me like rubbish! I expect a captain to lead by example, and if I find you can not handle yourself as leader, you WILL be stripped of rank and placed on probation!"
Temperance stifled a growl, slightly frowning as she bowed to him, though slightly relieved that he did not suspect her of treason. "Understood, sir..."
He took a deep breath and placed his paws on his hips as he glanced out at the boats patrolling the sea. "I can not warn the crew of this slight change in circumstances, but it is of little threat. I only hope that they spot them early enough should we find ourselves forced to give the ship our signal for an emergency escape. Of course it will not come to that. I expect no other surprises for this night other than ours. The king grows impatient, and the assassination can not be delayed any longer. Have you drawn or obtained a map of the palace, as I commanded?"
Temperance detached a scroll from her belt and handed it to the general. "It's all here: A detailed map of the entire castle, as well directions for the best points of infiltration. There is a possible 'back door' entrance from the opposite side. However, from our current location, I suggest we make our way in through the aqueducts, which will lead us through the west gates. It runs beneath the castle into small stream to the north west, and leads off into the ocean. It's a perfect spot to make our entrance." The aqueducts would lead them to the west gates where the third patrol lie in wait, where she hoped to have them captured before they could issue the emergency signal. She twiddled her fingers behind her back nervously as she watched him closely examine the map. He sealed the scroll and handed it to one of the other assassins to pass it around.
"Very well. I trust your judgment on this matter. A promising young otter has recently joined our ranks, the youngest I've dared to pass as one of my assassins. If he is truly as talented as he suggests, I'm sure he will find this 'back door' on his own. By now, he has entered the island from the opposite side through swimming alone. Temperance, you will take lead. You know the lay of the land better than I. We make for the aqueducts!"
She felt a bitter taste in her mouth upon hearing of this assassin prodigy. Her allies were not prepared for a second approach.
Temperance led the 6 assassins east until they met a small stream, which would lead them to the entrance of the aqueducts that tunneled beneath the castle. She felt the general was too keen to be captured by the third patrol, and her life was forfeit if she tried to grab the patrol's attention. The ambush would have to take place where her allies lay in wait, nearest to the queen's chambers.
She could find no way to be free of the assassins' supervision. At this very moment, the infiltrated assassins were silencing the guards left and right around the castle, and hiding the bodies. At the same time, what few allies she had were silencing the assassin guards nearest to the queen and replacing their posts to avoid suspicion among the others. She had also requested Veil to alert the guards directly in front of the queen's chambers of their approach, without causing a commotion that would jettison their delicate operation, then later to meet up with them at the aqueducts to assist her. As Jet's assassins attempted to slay the guards posted there, her allies would ambush them. She would maintain her cover until the last moment to make sure Jet was taken care of, than they would quietly alert the remaining guards of the final assassin.
((Note: Narvis, change in plans. You may take note of the queen's current location, and warn Typhon and the others, but do not warn Jet and the assassins. If you decide to meet up with us a the aqueducts, do not warn Jet that the queen is not inside the castle, as we are trying to capture the assassins. Instead, tell us everything is fine.
Note 2: I believe it is Vikenti next, then Rhory, then Fishrudder, then Rorgus, then Sethorion, then Nightfang, then back to me. Narvis will also likely be joining the mix, but that is my guess on the current turn order. As for Rogg, I don't believe his post is valid in regards to the current circumstances of the RP))