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Started by Anonymous, August 13, 2007, 11:08:11 AM

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“That was easier than I expected,� Jiva muttered as he cleaned his sword with a rag, already fairly bloodstained.

   His mark was lying dead in a pool of blood at his feet, a woman in her mid twenties with long black hair and now empty green eyes.

   â€œFor a magic user she didn’t put up much of a fight…â€? Jiva sighed as he brushed his long blonde hair out of his own blue eyes.

   He was a bounty hunter by trade and his favourite prey was magic users. He had been raised by one so he knew how to deal with them and they provided more a challenge than ordinary marks. He didn’t even know what this woman had done, all he knew was someone wanted her dead and he provided his services.

     Satisfied it was clean enough; he sheathed his weapon and walked away from the dead woman. He continued down the alley into the main area of the town which surprisingly was bustling with people. The magic user had died fairly quietly, not realising she was being followed until a mere second before she died, she didn’t even have time to scream.

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The 17yr old girl had watched the man kill the woman from behind a trashcan she hated it when people were killed because of their abilities. She silently crepted up to the woman "poor thing" she said. She however had no magic abilities at least she thought she didn't she couldn't remember anything really only her name.

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Jiva continued through the busy centre of Cerenis, its people oblivious to what had transpired. He kind of felt sorry for the poor person who would find the dead magic user but he couldn’t really worry about that now. His current job asked for the deaths of three mages and so far he had killed two, one remained, another woman, though ‘girl’ was probably more correct. Unlike the previous two mages he had killed who he had known very little about, this third he knew very well. She was his mother’s student and a complete bitch. A red headed earth mage and general magic user named Dalisme. Jiva was looking forward to this hunt not just because he knew Dalisme would be a challenge but because he hated her.  
     He only had a small lead as to where Dalisme was but he was determined to find her and she couldn’t hide from him. However he was at the advantage in that he was pretty certain that Dalisme didn’t know someone wanted her dead.
     His next destination was up through the Sirantil Valleys to Connloath and to its capital. Even though Dalisme was a magic user he would not put it past her to enter Connloath, she was extremely arrogant and wouldn’t expect to get caught.
    “She doesn’t just have the Mordeai to worry about though,â€? Jiva thought, smiling evilly.