by Shadowfax » January 5th, 2013, 11:10 pm
Arya halted as the voice came from ahead. She smirked somewhat at the order and lazily brushed her fingers over the hilt of the dagger concealed under her cloak. Those green eyes looked up and saw two guards. Were they there to mug her? Take her things? Heh! Let them try.. She thought again as she let her hands fall to one side.
Arya had spent three years in the Dark Brotherhood. She was good at her job and had a contract she intended to fulfill. However this contract required tact and it wasn't going to be an easy one. She knew that when Astrid made her sign the paper. Even so, she was honoured that the leader of the Dark Brotherhood had entrusted such an important contract to her and she was not going to let her mistress, nor the night mother down.
Slowly, she reached up and drew back her hood. She was a silver Khajit with darker silver stripes, dark rings round her eyes and a large scar running down her left eye. She wasn't wearing her darkbrotherhood garb. She was too smart to even think of wearing something so obvious. She wore light dragonscale armor, stolen from her last kill. She was not too tall and her fur was messy.
"Good evening. I am a mere traveller and I was planning on heading to The Bee and Barb" She said casually, placing her hands on her hips.