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Rashomon of Amn
yoadoad
Member Posts: 182 Bounty Hunter
The Moonstone Mask was no place for a Master Assassin. Our contacts do not drink or enjoy the life of the common folk; they stay hidden in the shadows. They watch from within. They appear when you do not look, and so do I. The days of being one are gone for me; But the path of the shadow strike must still be followed. It is our way to exist, my way to survive.
Dropping the Master Assassin, I gave up on all of the power associated with it. This allowed me to come out with my identity without the fear of losing my head to a bounty hunter. Now a Swashbuckling Captain, My strength lies in bursts of nimble cuts; Each one increasing my strength, and drawing the enemy's dark blood. A Paingiver of the realms is what they used to call me. A slayer of every race; No favored enemy. But I quickly understood my former glory is gone. This is not the time of the blade, but rather the time of magic. No matter how deep I cut, I won't match their destructive magic.
Out of job, I am forced to go back to my previous ways, but in a different matter. My enemies have grown stronger. They target me, and if I'm out in the open, I'm gone. But do not forget that I am a Head Hunter. A Profound Scoundrel, I watch from the shadows and wait for my moment to execute. I weaken my opponent when he cannot see me, and reveal myself with a burst that he cannot recover from. When it doesn't suffice, I use my great mobility to escape, and show up like a harbinger with a Lashing Blade when he expects it the least.
This is the path I chose. This is where I'm heading. Rebuilding myself, and working to return to my former glory.
Dropping the Master Assassin, I gave up on all of the power associated with it. This allowed me to come out with my identity without the fear of losing my head to a bounty hunter. Now a Swashbuckling Captain, My strength lies in bursts of nimble cuts; Each one increasing my strength, and drawing the enemy's dark blood. A Paingiver of the realms is what they used to call me. A slayer of every race; No favored enemy. But I quickly understood my former glory is gone. This is not the time of the blade, but rather the time of magic. No matter how deep I cut, I won't match their destructive magic.
Out of job, I am forced to go back to my previous ways, but in a different matter. My enemies have grown stronger. They target me, and if I'm out in the open, I'm gone. But do not forget that I am a Head Hunter. A Profound Scoundrel, I watch from the shadows and wait for my moment to execute. I weaken my opponent when he cannot see me, and reveal myself with a burst that he cannot recover from. When it doesn't suffice, I use my great mobility to escape, and show up like a harbinger with a Lashing Blade when he expects it the least.
This is the path I chose. This is where I'm heading. Rebuilding myself, and working to return to my former glory.
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