[AzRaeL StoRmBlaDe]

OOC: sorry I had to kill your teenage boy, but that is what Dastil would have done, actually the traps leading to the hideout would have killed him, but if they got through Dastil would definitely kill them to keep his location under wraps, and eliminate witnesses. You'll have to go through, the now described usual channels to place a job. glad to have you aboard Cyril, I hope to get a bunch of players to post jobs for Dastil on here, kind of like a lot of cameo's, and regualr contributors as well in detectives hunting Dastil, or just people he meets in the course of business. Its a unique enough idea I am just wondering whether or not it will work.

After slaying th poor boy that stumbled into his hideout.Dastil worked up a sweat in the practice room, as he practiced to hone his deadly arts. He wasn't the best because he was lucky. Obviuosly he needed some luck in his profession, but Dastil tended to beieve the old addage, 'chance favors the prepared mind', and Dastil thought body as well, on top of daily imbibing many different poisons, and toxins, to build a natual immunity to the poisons he worked with on a daily basis, Dastil also spent 4 hours a day training with various weapons, in hand to hand, melee, and ranged combat. Dastil had a photographic memory and could instantly recall the face of any mark or any potential client upon seeing it once. Dastil was not completely ambidexterous, he did tend to favor his right hand, but in a pinch his left hand was equally capable of dealing a killing blow, with only slightly less percision.
On this particular day Dastil was working on throwing darts, he was able to place 5 of them within a 6 inch cluster from 100 feet fairly regularly. Just as he was throwing his sixth dart a pigeon flew through the window and landed on a perch in the far corner of the room. (Since Dastil was an assassin he needed to protect his identity, even from those who would seek to hire him, therefore Dastil employed several agents, that people would contact when they needed to get a hold of him. Upon word of a job these agents would send a homing pigeon to Dastil with the information of a potential job. Dastil then sent the pigeon back, whether he was interested or not. Dastil trained these pigeons himself, and not even his agents had seen his unmasked face.) Dastil walked over to the pigeon and removed a small piece of parchment from its foot, He read the parchement and then promptly threw it in the fire, burning in the opposite corner of the room. He then walked into the next room which contained his desk. He pulled out some paper and scribbled a brief note, it read :Alley next to the 'bare arsed maiden' 3:30AM tonight sharp or forget about it. He promptyl tied the note to the pigeon and sent it on its way confidentof the proper parties being informed. This is the kind of job Dastil liked, one offered by a rich client. More payoff usually meant more risk, so he would just have to not screw up. He finished his workout, and then started preparing for his meeting with his newest client.

[ 07-31-2002, 08:24 PM: Message edited by: AzRaeL StoRmBlaDe ]