Shadow spins his bow in front of his face, knocking 2 of the foul darts aside, while the third glanced off his armor to thud into the ground. Too close for comfort, that. The girl looked to be heading for her horse, although that beast seemed well able to care for itself. He could understand her concern. The soldier was heading for the mage, and there were an unknown number of assasins hugging the bushes. Seems he'd better see what he could do about those before those darts turned all three of them into pincushions. Smacking the mage with a rock to buy the soldier a little more time, he darted around the inn and took to the shadows. Best way to hunt a stalker was to stalk yourself. Circling wide around the inn and stable both, he approached from the rear, his eyes open for scouts. There should be one right about....there, keeping watch on their horses it seemed. A quick arrow in the throat took care of that one. shadow eyed the horses for a moment, wondering if he could find an advantage in their gear, then sighed. All too many wants, all too little time. He slunk off in search off the next assasin, and who knew how many after that.
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"Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans." - Lennon