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thief of roses chapter -2

... the only clue as to the location. Aaron opened the door and stepped in to a small room with a desk and two doors behind it. Sitting at the desk, an older woman (read; hag) looked up from her knitting. "What can I do for you sonny?" she asked. Aaron flipped a token on to her desk, but said nothing. Clearing her voice she nodded, picking up the token and examining it delicately and then returned it. "The door to the left," she pointed. Tokens were calling cards used by both the Thieves' and Assassins' Guilds to identify guild members. Each guild used its own design, unknown to the other guilds, identifying an individual of a particular discipline and rank within that discipline. Tokens also identified the local hall a member was attached to. This particular token identified Aaron as a 3rd level master assassin, adept with a blade, one of only a handful of very, very deadly individuals. The token also identified Aaron as belonging to no particular hall, since Aaron was a troubleshooter with no hall affiliation. Aaron opened the door and stepped through. "Ahh, Master Aaron how good to see you," Guildmaster Darius greeted him. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" "This," Aaron responded, handing over the marker he took off the dead thief. "I want to know who was the mark and who took out the contract?" "As a master in this guild I should not have to remind you that I cannot comment on the particulars of a contract with anyone other than the person that accepted the ...

... contract," Darius countered. "Fine, since the previous contractor is dead," Aaron smiled, "then I will accept the contract and fulfill it." "Pardon me for asking," Darius stepped lightly. "Do you have proof of the demise of the previous contractor?" "But of course," Aaron smile grew, tossing a severed hand on to the desk. "Will this do?" "Um, yes," Darius replied. "It is all that is required. The contract was for 20 silver pieces to be paid on the proof of the departure of a Geoff Wheatstone, of the Merchants' Guild. It was a low threat level, hence the price and experience of the contractor." "Will his head do as proof?" Aaron asked leaning forward. "Why yes, yes of course," Darius replied. "I do not know who initiated the contract, the particulars of verifying and payments were done through a blind drop." "Hmm, makes me think that the initiator wanted to remain anonymous," Aaron stated, pulling the head from the sack. "I am going to need to keep this, but this should be verification enough for the purposes of the contract." "I will initiate contact and payment," Darius replied, "anything else?" "No," replied Aaron, "good day." Aaron stood up nodded his head (men in their profession never shake, you never know what is in the hand your shaking) and returned through the door, acknowledged the guard (for that is what she really was) and left. With barely enough time to reach the palace and the council chambers, Aaron headed off. He was passed through the palace gates with no fuss ...