Job Info
Cirven arrived above a particular spot in the area of haunted villages. He was riding Zinnath and flew down from the sky on her and landed just outside of the village. He quickly could smell the sweet scent of rust which he quickly figured out to be the scent of blood coming from the village by just looking ahead and seeing what looked like to be trails of blood scattered around the village. The village was completely wrecked as far as he could tell from where he stood. It didn't look like any had survived the assault that had come upon it either.
The sight gave him flashbacks of his own village that was ripped away from him by a deliberate attack. The scenery was all too similar for him as he continued to stay put and look from a short distance. He did not want to continue inside of the wrecked village until his partner arrived. This job wasn't an ordinary job for him either. This was a job that he was assigned to do by the Magic Council with the aid of one of his companions from the Six Paths of Death, the assassin group that he was forced to be a part of. He knew the others in his team but did not know exactly who they were sending for him to partner up with but knew where to meet them just in front of the village itself so he stood and waited for him or her as he just stared around his immediate area for any sort of clues to what had happened or who had done this attack.
He felt as if something was watching him suddenly but could not prove it besides the fact that his gut was practically screaming it at him. There was nothing around him for some to watch him from besides possibly looking at him from a distance but even then he could not see or sense anything. He decided to keep his guard up for anything that could be a sign of anything hinting towards being watched.
Cirven arrived above a particular spot in the area of haunted villages. He was riding Zinnath and flew down from the sky on her and landed just outside of the village. He quickly could smell the sweet scent of rust which he quickly figured out to be the scent of blood coming from the village by just looking ahead and seeing what looked like to be trails of blood scattered around the village. The village was completely wrecked as far as he could tell from where he stood. It didn't look like any had survived the assault that had come upon it either.
The sight gave him flashbacks of his own village that was ripped away from him by a deliberate attack. The scenery was all too similar for him as he continued to stay put and look from a short distance. He did not want to continue inside of the wrecked village until his partner arrived. This job wasn't an ordinary job for him either. This was a job that he was assigned to do by the Magic Council with the aid of one of his companions from the Six Paths of Death, the assassin group that he was forced to be a part of. He knew the others in his team but did not know exactly who they were sending for him to partner up with but knew where to meet them just in front of the village itself so he stood and waited for him or her as he just stared around his immediate area for any sort of clues to what had happened or who had done this attack.
He felt as if something was watching him suddenly but could not prove it besides the fact that his gut was practically screaming it at him. There was nothing around him for some to watch him from besides possibly looking at him from a distance but even then he could not see or sense anything. He decided to keep his guard up for anything that could be a sign of anything hinting towards being watched.