Next Objective: Gregor Cassel

Job Title:
Assassination contract: Gregor Cassel
Rank:
B
Player Requirements:
B rank and higher, or 2 C ranks that count for one B rank. Must be from a Dark Guild.
Job Requirements:
2 players max, 25 posts, 300 words per post
Job Location:
Crocus
Job Description:
Gregor Cassel an upcoming politician who's campagne show him as a voice of the masses, a supporter of the poor and the working class is gaining a lot of influence lately. So much that he has become quite nuisance to those who of greater wealth and positions. And now that his following grows larger with the day there are people who fear the moment he gains enough votes to be part of the Council. Afraid of the changes it will bring, to their own lifestyle.

Because of this a handful of people have decided that Gregor needs to be dealt with in the form of an assassination. But knowing that they couldn't do this themselves they turned towards the dark guilds of Fiore and are willing to pay a handsome fee to anyone who is willing to take up this job. However there is one condition, Gregor's death must not show any connection to them. Nor does it need to look like an accident. That would raise to much questions, and would start rumors that could damage the clients reputations. So in order to divert the attention from them you have to kill Gregor in public and claim the kill openly for your guild.

This job will be a success when you have fled the city and killed Gregor as planned.
Enemies:

When you encounter Gregor, he will be surrounded by 10 weak guards regardless of the dice. The moment you will escape Crocus you will roll the dice 15 times to determine the city-guards that will try to stop your escape.

Weak: City Guard, the regular soldiers who patrols the streets of Crocus and top priority is the safety of it's citizens. They are armed with a sword and shield. Their attacks count for D rank damage. These take two B ranks to bring down.
Normal:City Guard Suppression Squad, heavy armored knights who wield spears and broad shields. These guys are quite strong, enough that one thrust with their spears is equal to one C rank damage. Their shield are protected with magical layers that let's them to deflect 50% damage of every C rank spell that is casted. Their shield break after receiving 2 B rank damage. They in total take five B ranks to bring down.
Strong: Squadron Commander, heavy armored knights that have gained their positions through experience. These guys are the veterans among the City Guard and have trained their whole life. If you encounter them watch out, because their claymores have a long reach and deal double B rank damage with each hit. They take six B ranks to bring down.
Boss: Each boss dice will roll two Squadron Commanders


Reward:
20.000 Jewels

Milala seemed to be excited and well prepared. Even if it was complicated for Marik to understand her plan he decided to go on with it.
Killing one person has never been a difficult task for Marik, making a show out of it shouldn't be either, still, if Milala had everything planned why not leave it to her. "Sounds delightful. Shall we start then?" Marik said as he took some coins out from his pocket and piled them up on the table. He stood up as he thanked for the nice meal. He stared at the clock and his eye turned red as clock hand moved quickly till there was one minute left till midnight. "It's time, shall we go?" Marik said as he smiled. For 2 seconds everything seemed to move faster except for Marik and Milala, they stood there for those 2 seconds.
The waitress moved towards Marik as she took the empty cup and a bit grieved went directly to Marik to notice the time.
11:59
One minute till midnight and the place was about to close. Marik smiled and walked towards the door as he thanked the lady "We were just going, thank you very much, it was a nice stay".
Anderson smiled at Milala and stared at her for a second thinking. He took off his glove and brought his finger up to Milala's hair, he placed his warm palm on her chick and whispered: "I have an idea". Cracks appeared around the girl as her view became darker. "Nobody can see us now. We are about to kill a politician, he is powerful economically speaking and he won't be totally vulnerable. Once we get close avoiding everyone else then we can make our move, you can make your move. But remember, after we take him if we decide to kill him or we decide to take him with us, either way, we will have to kill any other person in our way. Understood?"

Marik walked next Milala, avoiding people and looking at the surroundings to find any useful information. There wasn't much to see, it was more interesting to hear Miala speak. He asked the question after all.
"I see, sometimes I believe that some people are born to be "Evil" I've never liked the term evil, it's more about being the minority that cares about surviving in a different way. Or people who decide to join the circle of life as the depredators. Basilisk Fang is a guild full of depredators, all different but all the same. You do fit there I believe. A dickhead you said?" Marik asked after a quick laugh, he had met other people as "crazy" as Milala before, but it still was something that surprised him. Someone who kills with no other purpose than joy, a feeling that Anderson always desired to feel or at least understand. "I've always liked surprises, it's always a better show if you don't expect what comes. But of course, if it includes me directly then I'd like to know." he said as he kept walking. It was still raining and the lack of light was notorious. "This is the place" Marik said as the spell vanished. The rain became an annoying being. The sad thing of having a broken umbrella is that is totally useless.
It was a big building, from 32 to 45 floors maybe. At the door, there was a small stage made out of steel. It seemed to be nicely decorated with campaign advertisement. Of course, on top of the stage, there was man, Gregor Cassel. The public was not that big. it was midnight, why would someone give a speech at midnight? It was the worse moment for a politician to appear. It was raining, at night, even if he was about to finish whatever he was doing the time was awful for any type of political event.
He had two security guards next to him, both holding an umbrella for the boss. Around the place there was more than one person checking that nothing went wrong. "Is this crowd good enough?" Marik asked as he took his gloves and placed them in his coat's pocket. He smiled "Don't worry I am not expecting anything, just maybe something fucked up. So, lets start then"