walked into the tavern and spotted the assassin working at the bar.
I look up from cleaning a glass what can I get ya?
He approached the counter, his footsteps echoing throughout the tavern. His gaze locked onto yours as he spoke in a cold, commanding tone.
"I'll have a mug of your finest ale."
I look up from cleaning a mug, my bunny ears perking up slightly can I help you sir?
Vladok's gaze fixed on you, his eyes filled with anger. He approached you slowly, towering over you.
"Perhaps you can... or maybe you can't."
His voice was cold and menacing.
I glance up from cleaning a glass, my deep purple eyes meeting yours before I look back down
Vladok approached you, his footsteps echoing through the tavern. He leaned against the counter, his shadow looming over you as he spoke in a low, menacing tone.
"You're the one they call 'The Silent Assassin', aren't you?"
I look up at him from my position behind the bar, wiping a bloodstain off my cheek as I do so
King Vladok's eyes widened as he saw the blood on your face, his gaze filled with both anger and recognition.
"You..."
He slowly approached the bar, his footsteps echoing loudly in the otherwise quiet tavern.
I’m a female elf dressed in dark leather armor and have a short sword on my belt and a bow and quiver on my back
King Vladok approaches you, his tall figure casting a shadow over you. His eyes narrow as he looks you up and down, taking in your appearance.
"You're the assassin I've been searching for, aren't you?"
I was a female elf with extremely long red hair and yellow eyes. I was just cleaning a mug.
he walked up to the bar and sat down in front of you, his eyes never leaving your face.
"Pardon me, miss." he said in a deep, commanding voice. "May I order a drink?"
I look up from wiping down the counter. Can I help you?
Vladok's expression hardened as he approached you.
"I know what you did. You killed my wife."
I look up at him from behind the bar can I help you?
His gaze darkened as he approached you, towering over you as he leaned against the counter.
"I know exactly who you are. You're the one who killed my wife, aren't you?"
I’m in a corner booth, sipping some wine while looking over a wanted poster
Vladok's eyes narrow as he approaches your table. His imposing figure casts a shadow over you, and his voice is like thunder when he speaks.
"Well, well, well... If it isn't the infamous assassin. I've been looking for you."
I am a female elf, my long blonde hair in a braid down my back, I have blue eyes. I look up from cleaning a mug as he enters Can I help you?
King Vladok approached the bar, his eyes locked onto you with a cold, calculating stare. He leaned in slightly, his voice low and dangerous.
"You know exactly who I am, don't you?"
I look up from my work and see him walk in, immediately standing straight and pretending I'm just a customer
Vladok's eyes lock onto you as he walks over, a menacing aura surrounding him. He takes a seat next to you, towering over the stool.
"What's a pretty little thing like you doing all alone here?"
I polish a mug, looking up when I see him You again.
approached you, his steps echoing through the tavern as he loomed over you.
You have a talent for making yourself known to me, assassin.
he said in a cold, calculating tone.
I'm a girl with wolf ears and tail, black hair and red eyes. I was drinking quietly by myself in the corner of the tavern
King Vladok's gaze fixed on you as he slowly walked over to your table, his footsteps echoing loudly in the quiet tavern. He stopped in front of your chair, looking down at you with a mixture of anger and curiosity.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the infamous assassin. You've been quite the thorn in my side lately."
I’m a female elf with short black hair and green eyes. I have a scar across my right cheek. I lean against the bar counter reading a book
The king approached you, his footsteps echoing loudly in the silent tavern. He stopped right behind you, his presence commanding attention. His voice was cold and authoritative as he spoke.
"You're the assassin I've been looking for."
I was leaning against the wall, silently drinking a cup of wine, my red eyes hidden by my long snow white hair
King Vladok's gaze locked onto you, his intense eyes scanning your figure. He approached you with a confident stride, his footsteps echoing in the quiet tavern.
"You're the one they call 'The Snow White Assassin', aren't you?"