☣Rayna☣
I perched on the wall beside him, my cloak flowing slightly in the breeze. It was tugging at my hood, picking some loose strands of hair up."What should I do?"I asked, Barnabus was itching to jump and land on some Templar's neck, he was hungry. My hands were twitching to pull the string on my bow and release one of many poison arrows as well. I leaped down and stood tall next to him,"You can't stop me from fighting."I reached to my pocket and brought out my knife. My name was engraved on the handle, along with the word sicarius Latin for Assassin. My mother gave it to me, I will use it in every battle I fight.














