1:50:31 PM      Wahad  okay, so the dragonborn stirs and looks up at you, and after a while, he says; "You're right. It isn't good for you. You know who sent me, Palivir. Things have changed. And as the elders say, change requires blood."
1:53:35 PM      Octo  "What's changed!? Nothing's changed! I've done my job, everything they've asked. They sent me here damn it!"
1:55:42 PM      Wahad  He laughs. "You know nothing. You've settled in the far reaches of the world, you're scrambling in the /dirt/. What news have you from home? What do you /know/? Del Sombra has a new course. One without room for /farmers/."
1:58:03 PM      Octo  "..." he pauses, taken aback. Could things have changed that much? "...then why come for me? why not leave me here in the dirt?"
2:03:00 PM      Wahad  "Come on, Palivir. You're smarter than that. You know your reputation. Your contacts. Even as old and dusty as they are - you have power among those who coul be dissidents. You're a danger, even out here." Young as he is, the dragonborn seems to do well enough under pressure.
2:16:22 PM      Octo  "Heh..." Palivir chuckled a bit at the irony...if whoever feared him hadn't sent this assassin, he might have never become aware of them. "Yeah...alright then...if it's a fight they want, they'll get it. I'll see they're whole conspiracy dead and buried. But how to let them know that? Will you run along and tell your masters, or shall I let your silence speak for you?" he said, pressing the dagger close to his throat.
2:18:38 PM      Octo  Oh, think I forgot to ask, is the clasp recognizable as something significant or is it just loot?
2:19:00 PM      Wahad  I'll get to that in a moment
2:19:05 PM      Octo  kk
2:22:00 PM      Wahad  He bears his teeth in a grin. "Depends. Should I let them know about your cute daughter, too? She's how I found you in this passage, you know. Stumbling about in the woods... she was more than willing to talk about her dad's heroic mission to get payback from those savages, in order to be pointed back to town by a friend of his." He mutters an off-hand prayer. “Or maybe I already have....
2:22:02 PM      Wahad  ...Magic’s such a handy thing, isn’t it?” A puff of shadow appears around his claws.
2:39:43 PM      Octo  Ah yes. Family. A wonderful weakness, easy to exploit. Very devious. Very /Sombra/. Felt strange to be on the receiving end of such a threat. "Handy indeed." he said, biting back his rage. "So they already know of my family...what reason, then, do I have /not/ to kill you?"
2:42:02 PM      Wahad  "None. But you don't need a reason. I'm expendable. I'm a grunt. I'm nothing but a weapon." He breathes calmly, steadily. "I have nothing but the clan. I am nothing but the clan. Killing me does not make a difference."
2:51:11 PM      Octo  He'd been away from "home" too long...or rather, long enough. He'd forgotten this indoctrinated mindset long ago...his daughter could've been the same as this boy, now, in another life. As angry as he was, Palivir was also filled with pity...bah, the sort of thing they train you not to feel for the enemy. After all, he was still dangerous...and it was nothing he hadn't done before...
2:53:26 PM      Octo  He sighed, drawing the blade away from his throat. "Nothing but the clan...yeah, that's what I thought too. But you're right, killing you makes no difference. So go."
2:55:59 PM      Wahad  He laughs, and rises. "Under cloak of shadow, under light of moon." Bowing mockingly to the rest of the party, he turns and steps right into the wall, fading into the shadows.
2:56:16 PM      Wahad  (okay that was a bit cheesy but I had to make up some sort of traditional greeting for the clan)