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[Locke Cole]

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The job was easy, besides the boring wait.

Locke stood in the western doorway to the Regency Meeting area at first, but decided it was a good idea to move after nearly being trampled by Tarothin once or twice. After some time, Molly stood. A whisper from Locke's communication crystal told him to get into position.

Locke quickly slipped out of his hiding spot next to Molly's unicorn. It seemed uneasy... Perhaps it sensed the four assassins nearby, waiting for its master to return, only to be tallied as another kill in the books. A blast of cold and several precise weapon strikes later, Molly's guildmates and friends looked on as she hit the ground, already dead.

Many of them were stunned from the blast of cold, making Dymm their primary target. As he fled, the rest of the assassins quietly hid.

Seconds later, Locke found the House of the Gauntlet finishing their kill of Dymm. A scream from inside as someone had discovered Molly's body, and they rushed back in, thinking the assassins had reappeared.

"Tsk tsk, Dymm..," Locke said, appearing out of the shadows over his body. He quickly drug Dymm's body into a nearby house, reviving him with his magics. Dymm stirred. "Well done. They are looking for us," said Locke. Dymm nodded. Locke cast some spells of healing on Dymm. "Keep hidden, rest a bit, then get out. I'll make sure the job was a sucsess."

Dymm, in his weakened state after dying, left quickly. Locke smirked, once again became one with the shadows, and returned to see the scene of carnage he had helped cause.
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