[Natsunaine]

Silence engulfed the walls of kirk wall, A silence that was all but perfect for one mage of the fox variety to take advantage of, with a smirk on her face, the fox like creature quickly took to the shadows and down a dark alley, to a door marked with a seal of magi.. Three times she did knock upon the door and soon after a gruff voice broke the silence.

"How does one kill a Templar?" The fox creature smiled and without a breathe to rest she replied. "One, kills a Templar by stalking their target, stealing their supply of lyrium waiting and watching, until the moment where the craving is unbearable, Then is where you strike with silence and quickness and slay the beings that have trouble us magi." Not a word filled the air once the foxkin finished only the sound of gears and locking mechanisms unfolding filled the air as the door steadily opened.

Melissa took a few steps forward before meeting the tough looking reaver that stood guard at the door, He quickly examined her head to toe, but not without hearing one of Melissa's famous quick remarks. "You like what you see big boy?" She giggled and patted him on she shoulder as he smiled and responded. "Welcome back, Melissa, It is saddening to see one with such beauty and talent as a neutral around the magi."

The women grimaced not even making contact with the other. "I have no need for petty fights, Nor do I have the need for more trouble, things are already hard as it is.." She frowned then moved forward to an older gentleman sitting over a counter. "Old man, I need the cloak I had ordered a week ago. You said it would be ready by now" The man looked up from his desk releasing a deathly sounding cough. "Well, Well, look who is back, a lot of us thought you had died you know?" The women scowled at the idea of her death glaring harmfully at the old man. "Who do you think I am some scummy novice, I would not die or get captured so easily..."

The old man let a hallowed laugh from his dry throat and nodded. "I guess not, As for you cloak I have it already set up, all you need to do is throw it on." From under the counter the man pulled out a black velvet like cloak, one of those Cliché robes you see in the movies that hides ones face and shadows the torso. Melissa quickly grabbed it from the old man and threw it on smiling and nodding as if to saying 'thanks', The women turned and made her way towards the door and out the alley.

Little did she know, that alley would soon lead her to an adventure that she would never fathom to happen in a thousand years, For as she exited she came eye to eye with the worse thing possible.. A wretched Templar..."Fuck"