Journal log 3

It was a 3 day journey to Draynor Village. After we arrived Hassan went over the plan with me one last time. The hideout of the Granit Maul mercenary group was just outside of town. I was to eliminate one of the patrol guards and use his uniform to get close to the hideout. Hassan would provide a distraction to dispose of the remaining guards outside the hideout. I would then enter to inform Lady Keli that we were under attack.

Me “Lady Keli *huff* *huff*”

Lady Keli “Get a grip soldier! What’s going on outside?”

Me “we are under attack! He came out of no were and took out our patrol.”

Lady Keli “You Incompetent fool! You have lead them right to us. Raarrrrr!!

            Lady Keli hit me on the head and I pretended to of been knocked out. She instructed the two remaining guards to go outside and handle the situation. I heard some rustling but did not want to blow my cover after the noise stopped. I got up and looked around she was gone and so was the prince! I noticed the rug in the corner of the room was folded over I investigated to find a secret passage below the building. I went in after them. Eventually I caught up to Lady Keli and the prince…

Me “Stop Right There!”

            Lady Keli “You! I thought something was odd about you! No matter take another step and I will slit his throat”

Me “You wouldn’t dare I know your type all you care about is money and without the prince you will have nothing!”

*she tossed the prince aside like he was a paper weight*

            Lady Keli “Lets settle this come at me!”

            I fired my arrow strait at her chest but she grabbed it right out of the air and snapped it like a twig. I fired 2 more arrows and ran in close she evaded them all with ease. I grabbed my dagger and went for her throat but she knocked me back. I struggled to my feet and analyzed the situation. I knew that I was no match for her in a fair fight so I had to level the playing field…

Me “Not Bad for a Girl! Too bad you still hit like one.”

            My attempt to provoke her worked she pursued me as I ran deeper into the catacombs leading her to an area I noticed to be suffering from severe erosion. As she rounded the corner I counted her steps...1...2...3...4...NOW I threw my dagger into a crevice in the celling.

            Lady Keli “Ha it seems your aim has worsened from the hit to your head. Time to di…”

            I was filled with relief the celling was giving way. She was in a state of panic this was my chance I darted passed her and went for the prince. Using an arrow tip I cut him free. I took him by the arm leading him to the exit…

In the boots of an Assassin

Journal log 2

I was approached by a strange man today. He asked for my help on this job he was working on. I was skeptical to say the least but I decided to go along with it since he was offering quite a large sum of coin for the job. After agreeing with him he was willing to give me the details of the job and explained my role in it all. He explained that the prince of Al Kharid had been kidnaped and that the bandits’ responsible were demanding a sizable ransom and the king of Al Kharid had no intention of paying. However he desperately wanted to save his son Prince Ali. The princes’ captor was none other than the infamous Lady Keli. She was the leader of a small mercenary group Granit Maul. I asked how I could stand against such a group. Hassan, my employer, reassured me that with my skill I would have no trouble. If felt uneasy about the whole thing but eventually I agreed and we set out…

In the boots of an Assassin

Journal log 1


I am writing this journal in hopes that someday my tale will be a great story to inspire young adventures to go forth and seek their destiny in the vast world of Rune Scape. My story begins in the town of Lumbridge the town resides south of Varrock and is the property of Duke Horacio. He governs the town and is quite fair. From my earliest memories as a child I lived alone in a small shack abandoned long ago on the outskirts of town. Growing up I found comfort behind a bow as I soon mastered the art of the hunt I was able to eat well. Wild game was plentiful in the forest’s bordering the west and southern parts of Lumbridge and I was able to sell some of my better kills to the town butcher for fair amount of coin. This was a reasonably comfortable way of life and it did not take long before my skills as an archer become known throw-out the town…