New Assasins of Istria

someone pick me from the dirt I was sitting on.. I don't know how many dials have passed since then. Master Cairo's body was removed from the battlefield yet here I am not moving an inch from where i killed him. I no longer shed tears, nor showing any emotions at all.

I am now an Assasin, one of the best warriors Istria has ever known, the product of formidable masters who trained us day and night for the future of this city.

Lord Amon-gar, the leader of Istria now proceeds to the flatform to bless the new assasins of the city.

"Warriors! hail to the holy God Segomo! may he bless us on the upcoming war.!"

thousands of warriors shout in rejoice.

"Hail to the new assasins of Istria!"

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Its been 4 days since the judgement, and everything has changed from that day.

I no longer live in the outskirts of the city, I have my own place somewhere in the stone palace near the training grounds. We were instructed to rest and wait for the instructions of our mission. I want to explore these stone fortification but my body won't cooperate. sleepless nights and the hollow feeling inside me makes me feel so tired to even walk on the hallways.

The other survivors? I have no idea where they are as I was alone on this side of the castle since I arrived here.

I heard some murmurs from the warriors in the training grounds that I was separated from the the others for some reason. They seem to be avoiding me for quite some time.

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It was close to 1 leaf since I got here and no news for a mission have been given. I started to train again but no one wants to spar with me.

It was in the middle of the night that I was starting to feel uneasy in my room, it was like I'm a prisoner with an open cage. I felt like I don't belong here.

I started to walk towards the forest past the training grounds to gather some air and sense to what is happening. I thought that I will be free when I become an assasin and I can go outside the walls, but its the opposite. I stepped so silently, I was trained for it that is why the man in the cloak in the middle of the woods can't sense my arrival.

He was standing still in the clearing.I can trace his face from the moonlight shining brightly. He was like praying in the moon with eyes closed. The wind blew from the northeast past him and I can smell herbs of different kinds,more like he's an Apothecary.

His cloak was blown by the wind revealing his long black hair complementing the chisled jaw and aquiline nose. He slowly opened his eyes towards the moon and it was violet.

I can see It cleary as I was only 10 folds away from him, concealed in the line of trees. He blinked and suddenly look at the surroundings.

My heart begins to race as I quickly hide myself.

There was no one in any origins in this city even before the beggining of this fortified city has violet eyes. I'am sure of that. But who is this man?