Legolas The Jedi Master
Prince of Mirkwood
Jared smiled as the room went dark, but he didn't move for a long time still, Jared wanted to make sure the prince had plenty of time to fall asleep.
It was well into the night when Jared finally climbed through the window, he took every care not to make a sound. As he slid through the window Jared looked around him, he could see the sleeping forum of the prince, his slow heavy breathing hinting to the fact that the prince was indeed asleep. To the side Jared could make out a table with some leftover food and drink.
Jared approached the table pulling out a small bottle of dark liquid. Jared set the bottle quietly next to the cup and pulled out a small needle and a second bottle and set them next to the first bottle. The first bottle would be a decoy, it was sweet tasting poison often favored by people committing suicide. Jared planned on mixing it in with the drink to make it look like the prince committed suicide; the second was a quick acting poison that Jared would inject with the needle. Jared smiled as he picked up the drink and took a long drink, the nobles would be none the wiser.
After drinking most of the drink Jared opened the first bottle and mixed some of the poison to the rest of the drink and set the bottle next to the cup. Then he took the needle and opened the second bottle of poison. With great care he dipped the needle into the poison, then closed the bottle and put it away under his cloak.
Jared took a deep breath to steady his mind, he was getting too excited, this was the first job in a long time that he had gotten excited about.
Jared approached the bed and pulled back the covers to reveal the prince, but gently enough not to wake him. Jared didn't look at the prince as he looked for the ideal spot to stab the needle into the prince. It didn't take to long to find it, but instead of stabbing the needle in like he would on any other job; Jared ventured a look at the prince.
Jared almost dropped the needle from surprise; it was the young man from the tavern. Jared swore mentally, why did he let himself talk to the man in the tavern? This was why he didn't like to talk to people. He didn't want to know his targets. Jared shook his head and forced himself to look away towards the spot he choose to inject, but Jared couldn’t make himself stab the needle in. All he could see was soldiers stabbing a small sleeping boy who had done them no harm. Jared bit his lip hard at the memory and tried to push it from his brain. He deserves it, this is revenge, this is a blood feud. He wouldn’t hesitate to kill another family, or me…. Jared ventured another look at the prince’s face, it was so peaceful, and the prince looked so much like his little brother. Defeated Jared dropped the needle into a crack in the floor. I can’t kill him, not again… I didn’t do anything last time….
Jared stood quickly not finishing he thought; he knew Rahke was outside waiting. If he left the prince here he would be dead before morning. Hardly knowing why Jared suddenly knew he couldn’t let the prince die despite his hatred for the royal family. Jared thought quickly looking about the room, he couldn’t chance waking the prince up, he would freak out and alert someone before Jared could explain. Jared walked over to a chest and found a large bag that would fit the prince. Turning around he pulled out a small tube and stuck a dart in the end. Walking back over to the prince he blew, the dark lodged itself into the prince’s neck, knocking him out before he woke up. that will keep him out till I’m a safe distance away. He picked up the prince and pulled out some rope and bounded his hand and feet and gagged him before putting him into the bag and closing it securely.
Jared went over to the cup and poison; he took to the poison and put it under his cloak, then took the cup and dumped its contents onto a pile of cloth in the corner. He hoped it would be gone by the time the prince was found to be missing. His next step was to make it look like he did his job, so Jared pulled out his knife and took off his cloak and shirt and laid them next to the bed. Jared took a rope and tied it loosely on his upper forearm. Then he lay down onto the bed and covered up like he could if he were sleeping and laid his left forearm across his neck. Jared tensed slightly before making three clean cuts in his arm, making sure he hit major veins. Jared started counting in his head, if he stayed to long then he would be dead.
With a quick movement Jared pulled the rope on his upper arm so it tightened, cutting off the blood flow. Jared then forced himself out of bed and towards where he found the bag. When he got there Jared grabbed some cloth and wrapped it around his arm and tied it off tightly. He then took a few moments to let the room spin from his loss of blood before he untied the rope. Jared walked back to the bed and pulled his shirt and cloak back on. Jared scanned the room to make sure he didn’t leave anything then started to arrange the blankets to make it look like the prince had been dragged from the bed after being killed.
((this is where tallie can come in if she wants to come with))
It was well into the night when Jared finally climbed through the window, he took every care not to make a sound. As he slid through the window Jared looked around him, he could see the sleeping forum of the prince, his slow heavy breathing hinting to the fact that the prince was indeed asleep. To the side Jared could make out a table with some leftover food and drink.
Jared approached the table pulling out a small bottle of dark liquid. Jared set the bottle quietly next to the cup and pulled out a small needle and a second bottle and set them next to the first bottle. The first bottle would be a decoy, it was sweet tasting poison often favored by people committing suicide. Jared planned on mixing it in with the drink to make it look like the prince committed suicide; the second was a quick acting poison that Jared would inject with the needle. Jared smiled as he picked up the drink and took a long drink, the nobles would be none the wiser.
After drinking most of the drink Jared opened the first bottle and mixed some of the poison to the rest of the drink and set the bottle next to the cup. Then he took the needle and opened the second bottle of poison. With great care he dipped the needle into the poison, then closed the bottle and put it away under his cloak.
Jared took a deep breath to steady his mind, he was getting too excited, this was the first job in a long time that he had gotten excited about.
Jared approached the bed and pulled back the covers to reveal the prince, but gently enough not to wake him. Jared didn't look at the prince as he looked for the ideal spot to stab the needle into the prince. It didn't take to long to find it, but instead of stabbing the needle in like he would on any other job; Jared ventured a look at the prince.
Jared almost dropped the needle from surprise; it was the young man from the tavern. Jared swore mentally, why did he let himself talk to the man in the tavern? This was why he didn't like to talk to people. He didn't want to know his targets. Jared shook his head and forced himself to look away towards the spot he choose to inject, but Jared couldn’t make himself stab the needle in. All he could see was soldiers stabbing a small sleeping boy who had done them no harm. Jared bit his lip hard at the memory and tried to push it from his brain. He deserves it, this is revenge, this is a blood feud. He wouldn’t hesitate to kill another family, or me…. Jared ventured another look at the prince’s face, it was so peaceful, and the prince looked so much like his little brother. Defeated Jared dropped the needle into a crack in the floor. I can’t kill him, not again… I didn’t do anything last time….
Jared stood quickly not finishing he thought; he knew Rahke was outside waiting. If he left the prince here he would be dead before morning. Hardly knowing why Jared suddenly knew he couldn’t let the prince die despite his hatred for the royal family. Jared thought quickly looking about the room, he couldn’t chance waking the prince up, he would freak out and alert someone before Jared could explain. Jared walked over to a chest and found a large bag that would fit the prince. Turning around he pulled out a small tube and stuck a dart in the end. Walking back over to the prince he blew, the dark lodged itself into the prince’s neck, knocking him out before he woke up. that will keep him out till I’m a safe distance away. He picked up the prince and pulled out some rope and bounded his hand and feet and gagged him before putting him into the bag and closing it securely.
Jared went over to the cup and poison; he took to the poison and put it under his cloak, then took the cup and dumped its contents onto a pile of cloth in the corner. He hoped it would be gone by the time the prince was found to be missing. His next step was to make it look like he did his job, so Jared pulled out his knife and took off his cloak and shirt and laid them next to the bed. Jared took a rope and tied it loosely on his upper forearm. Then he lay down onto the bed and covered up like he could if he were sleeping and laid his left forearm across his neck. Jared tensed slightly before making three clean cuts in his arm, making sure he hit major veins. Jared started counting in his head, if he stayed to long then he would be dead.
With a quick movement Jared pulled the rope on his upper arm so it tightened, cutting off the blood flow. Jared then forced himself out of bed and towards where he found the bag. When he got there Jared grabbed some cloth and wrapped it around his arm and tied it off tightly. He then took a few moments to let the room spin from his loss of blood before he untied the rope. Jared walked back to the bed and pulled his shirt and cloak back on. Jared scanned the room to make sure he didn’t leave anything then started to arrange the blankets to make it look like the prince had been dragged from the bed after being killed.
((this is where tallie can come in if she wants to come with))
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