>>5655744> Critical Success! > All individuals in rafters spotted and clearly identified. Connection to royal family established.> Permanent + 5 to all detection/inspection checksAs the petitioners make their requests you keep your head on a swivel carefully looking over the chambers watching for threats. Despite sergeant Korus’s words about taking it easy, you just can’t shake the feeling that something is off. Taking a deep breath, you crane your neck upwards to stretch and that’s when you spot it, movement up in the rafters. You freeze your eyes searching the darkness above. Standing in the rafters above the throne is a strangely dressed individual, wait not one individual, two. Both of them garbed in dark form fitting cloth wraps around their heads and faces to conceal their identity. You also notice a strange eyelike symbol emblazoned on their chests and odd identifier for some assassins. You casually roll your head to the side in another stretch and spot two more figures in the rafters above the entrance to the chamber. Your heart starts to beat faster as you carefully scan for additional people in the rafters, but find no more. Four people, two to block the entrance, two to cover the king. If they wanted to, they could easily take out the king before you could so much as shout a warning. So why hadn’t they?
The thought gives you pause as you consider your options, it is then out of the corner of your eye, that you spot the youngest princess waving at something. You follow her gaze up to the rafters. She’s waving at the assassins? To your surprise one of the assassins waves back, something fishy was definitely going on here.
“How’s it going kid,” sergeant Korus’s voice in your ear nearly makes you jump out of your boots “Woah, sorry kid didn’t mean to startle you, everything alright?”
“There are assassins in the rafters.” you hiss out of the corner of your mouth “Right above the king.”
Korus directs his gaze up to the rafters and squints into the darkness for a moment before his eyes grow wide and his face blanches. “Okay kid, stay calm and act casual they haven’t pounced yet, which means their waiting for something. Wait here and I’ll notify the captain.” Korus says, a slight quiver in his voice. Moving as calmly as he is able, Korus walks over to the ring of onlookers around the king, to captain Laro, who you only now notice is among the lesser nobles and knights dressed not in his armor, but a finely woven vest and coat. You watch as Korus leans in and whispers into the captain’s ear. Laro doesn’t even react, merely whispering back to Korus and sending the sergeant away. Korus makes his way back to you, some color returned to his cheeks.
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