The city of the elves. The most despised race of all who are evil, angelic beings excluded. There were spiraling staircases that led to the upper levels of the towering city, for none lived down below. There were legions of elven archers ready to stop armies in their tracks with their un-erring aim and superior skill. Issus knew that an army would stand little chance gaining entry, and so he went alone. His muscles were strong and could take alot of use and Issus used that to his advantage. Climbing and crawling from tree branch ot tree branch, he moved with a slow determination that spawned from conscious desicion to make no noise. The night watch's ears were sharp as their arrows. There were low hanging branches over the bridges that connected the elvish buildings and one lone civilian was making his way home for the night. Issus moved like a spider, quickly and silently stalking his prey.

Once Issus was atop the branch that overhung the bridge that the young looking elf was crossing, he wrapped his legs around the branch, huddled low to the rough bark to keep as concealed as possible. The elf walked directly under Issus' branch, springing the trap that was laid out. Issus shifted his weight to his right side swiftly and his body rotated halfway around the branch, his muscular legs keeping him from falling to his doom. Issus extended his arms in front of his face and wrapped his powerful forearms around the neck of his victim. Not wanting the elf dead, Issus lifted him off of the ground and applied a steady pressure to the major veins in the neck of the elf, whose face turned red. Were he able to make any noise, the elf would have been spluttering and gurgling, but the way Issus had him gripped, he could not alert anybody. Slowly, Issus let the unconscious body down and looked for any guards. There were none.

Issus checked for a pulse and signs of breathing and he found them. Very soon afterward, he hauled the body back up the tree and went back the way he had come.
"Very soon my little puppet," said the infiltrator, "Very soon you will find yourself in a very new religious obligation."

Issus had kept to the shadows until he reached the forest floor, where he glanced up at the ever-vigilant archers of the elven city. Then he picked the unconscious one up and slung him over his shoulders, then he took off like a deer into the black night of the forest.