Rhaec'Teth
Cleric
...by the time Liam was on his back Ronan was standing there, looming over him and leaning down just enough so that he could hear his last words before blacking out. The Assassin scoffed a bit then kicked Liam's hand away from Ibaris's. He should have left with the girl then but deep down Ronan wanted to make sure that Liam never forgot his promise to come after him. Never. After all what was life without a rival and Ronan had so few of them considering that the list of people that knew him or his actual identity was incredibly small. Peering down at Liam he'd move around him and walk away so that he could seek out something that the boy had lost only moments ago...
...wandering the nearby vicinity Ronan finally exclaimed..."Ahhhh."...before bending down and reaching for it. The Knife that had went skittering out of Liam's grasp. Taking it in his hand Ronan weighed it in his palm, tested it slowly and then stood straight before turning and marching back to Liam. Looming back over Liam he'd have taken a knee beside the boy, reached out for the hand he'd taken Ibaris with and laid it flat against the duracrete before whispering..."You dropped your knife."...then, holding that hand by the wrist Ronan raised the knife and drove it downwards so that he could stab it through Liam's palm and into the cerete he was laying on. If that didn't leave a message Ronan imagined not many things would. It said come and find me when you're ready boy...
...then Ronan shifted, turning himself and took Ibaris in his arms. As he came back up onto his feet he'd have thrown Ibaris over his shoulder, the Dauntless Combat Blade sheathed on his person again and without sparing a second thought on Liam he started marching off and away in the opposite direction. The Assassin mingled into the background with the unconscious girl over his shoulder and then he was gone to a new place, a new world somewhere far away from here. If the people that cared about Ibaris wanted her back they'd need to play his game and Rona had someone in mind when it came to who he'd send the first message to...
...wandering the nearby vicinity Ronan finally exclaimed..."Ahhhh."...before bending down and reaching for it. The Knife that had went skittering out of Liam's grasp. Taking it in his hand Ronan weighed it in his palm, tested it slowly and then stood straight before turning and marching back to Liam. Looming back over Liam he'd have taken a knee beside the boy, reached out for the hand he'd taken Ibaris with and laid it flat against the duracrete before whispering..."You dropped your knife."...then, holding that hand by the wrist Ronan raised the knife and drove it downwards so that he could stab it through Liam's palm and into the cerete he was laying on. If that didn't leave a message Ronan imagined not many things would. It said come and find me when you're ready boy...
...then Ronan shifted, turning himself and took Ibaris in his arms. As he came back up onto his feet he'd have thrown Ibaris over his shoulder, the Dauntless Combat Blade sheathed on his person again and without sparing a second thought on Liam he started marching off and away in the opposite direction. The Assassin mingled into the background with the unconscious girl over his shoulder and then he was gone to a new place, a new world somewhere far away from here. If the people that cared about Ibaris wanted her back they'd need to play his game and Rona had someone in mind when it came to who he'd send the first message to...
[member="Liam Quez"] [member="Ibaris Varanin-Jacobs"]