Wolverine had walked into the pub following a useful person that might have information on who had killed the rest of his family, excluding his parents. He knew the name of the person and that the answers are in a chest in his room. Wolverine's plans was to go in, kill, and take. He walked in gracefully and asked the bartender, "I am a good friend of Orean the brave. May I have his room number please?" he waited for the bartender to turn around and he said without turning, “He’s in the third floor last room to the right." "Thank you very much." replied wolverine. He walked up to the third floor and went to the room that the bartender had said. He then made sure that no one had followed him as he then turned into a mist and slid through the cracks in the doorway. He then started to take a look around the room.

Orean had already gone to bed and was in a deep sleep. Wolverine floated over to Orean and then materialized. He withdrew a throwing dagger and killed Orean. He then said to himself "At least he died in his sleep" and then he chuckled. He then walked over to the door and locked it. He found the chest after a few moments of searching. He took out his thief’s kit and withdrew the proper tools and picked the lock open. He almost had it opened when the door creaked open and someone was standing at the doorway that looked to be on wolverine’s side.

'That was very well done you know.' Jess smiled as she entered the room and shut the door behind her. 'The whole mist thing, man that was good.' she said, crossing the room and leaping lightly ontop of a tall wardrobe.
She sat down, smoothing out her green silk dress and looking at Wolverine, a mischevious smile playing around her lips.
'So what do you need with him anyway?' she asked, swinging her legs forwards and backwards, her face curious. Seeing his hesitation she raised both her hands. 'Just curious.' she said.
'If I wanted to kill you or get information from you I would of tried to kidnap you already. Although that isn't really my way.' she added thoughtfully.
She glanced at the dead man, lying in the bed, blood slowly spilling out over the sheets. 'He doesn't look all that rich.' she giggled. 'So what do you want from him if not money?' she asked, her face interested.

"I need only what I want in this chest." said wolverine started to pick at the locks again. "I have been following this guy for a year now and found out that he had been doing a long distance chatting my killer who had killed my family." He then got the chest unlocked and opened it finding letters inside. He took them out and shuffled thourgh them. "Oh my god! there's one in here that talked about the plans for killing my family!" he said. "They even mention names and what my family did for a year. They even show how came up with killing my family and who carried it out." wolverine then took the papers and put them on the be. he grabbed his tools and put them back in the pack in his hand. "I cant beleive that someone would even put were these people live in writing." said wovlerine

Jess scowled darkly. 'Disgusting.' she growled. She glanced with new hatred at the man lying bleeding on the massive brass bed. 'Why did he want to kill them? Why didn't they kill you?' she asked her face lighting up with curiosity.

"they wanted tyo kill my family becuase they thought that they were traiters and scum. They did try to come after me but i was already trained to shapeshifter. so I changed into a table adn then i watied until they left then Someone else came in after I went back to my origal form and they tok me away and trained me to be a killer and a thief and a spy." said wovlerine, trying to hold back a cry and tears. "I Know I shouldn't do this, but would you like to help me kill this bastards?"

Dark Descendant's form moves swiftly into the bar, Eyes narrowing as she pushes the old decaying wooden door open, Before stepping inside, Her gaze shifting to the few people in there, Transfixing on the form of Wolverine, Then onto that of Graceful Assassin, She watches their forms from the corner of her eyes, Face casted in shadow as she moves towards the corner of the bar, Tattered cloak billowing out behind her form as she moves swiftly past their forms. Eyes narrowing on their structures as she passes. Her Daito swaying to and fro at her side as she moves. Face remaining in the depths of darkness.

"Let me guess" said Spyro who had suddenly seemed to appear out f thin air leaning against the door but in actual fact, neither of them had noticed him while he was watching "now you want to find who's at the top of this little sceme and give him what for, am I right or am I absolutely correct?"
Spyro smiled and pushed humself upright.
"I don't blame you" he said "just so happens I'm doing something similar, hunting my parent's killers, too. Only mine is a little more on the wild side"
He smirked satisfactorally swinging his tail behind him slowly.
"So you come here, kill him and look through his chest of secrets do you" he said walking over to him and examining one of the letters "if you ask me this looked far, far too easy, for one thing the guy was asleep and left the chest out in the open with an easy to pick lock, so I smell a rat, which is odd because this place is usually infested with mice"

Dark Descendant steps into the room with Spyro and the others, Her form concealed by the shadows as she moves swiftly into the room, Certain that it was impossible for her to have been spotted. She watches their forms from the depths of the darkness, Listening intently to their conversation. A brow being arched as she hears their prediciment. She then smirks.

Wolveriene heard someone come out of nowhere and he got up and pulled out his two handed sword. "Why yes I am searching for my families killers but, here This guy is actually a skilled warrior assigned to protect the chest, hid it in that wardrobe, got lazy, and it costed him his life. and trust me, these things are are not easy to pick. even if you are an expert on doing this things." he said pointing to the chest. "If you'd like, we both can do our missions together to make it easyer for us. But I normally don't let people come with me becuase I have been once to many times been betrayed by doing that."

Jess folded her arms infront of her, her green eyes sweeping the dark room. Was there anyone else who felt like materialising out of thin air?
She then turned to the two men. 'It seems people in this town have a habit of killing parents.' she said, her face thoughtful.
'Mine too were killed but that was a long time ago. I can't remember either of them. Still...' she said, jumping down from the top of the wardrobe. 'I'm looking for someone anyway.' she said, 'But I understand what you mean by being betrayed.' she said quietly to Wolverine, her face dark.
'But if you are going on some kind of adventure I'm coming, I was starting to get bored of sneaking into Inn rooms anyway.' she smiled, her whole face lighting up.

"Okay that makes one person who would come on an adventure, what about you Spyro?" asked wolverine he started to take the papers from the chest and put them away in his cloak. he closed the chest, locked it by changing his pointer finger into a key, and then put it back in the wardrobe. "I always puts things back the way they were, except for the person, so when they find him" he looked at the guy on the bed, "they won't figure out that I took anything of his. and they will be hot on my tail trying to find me becuase the dang keeper took a good look at me and knew that i came to see this guy."

"Well my parents, and all my friends, were killed by a werewolf so that's why I took up that profesion"[/COLOR he smiled his cheeky smile [COLOR=teal]"so I'm game, but I doubt that Silverfang will be on the end of it"
He stood up puting back the letters.
"He had it coming to him" he said looking at the man "personally I prefer to incinerate bodies, nobody will tell they've even been murdered"
Spyro thought he saw somebody else watching them but shrugged it off lightly.

Her face thoughtful, Jess turned to Wolverine. 'You say the keeper got a good look at you?' she asked him.
When he nodded she shrugged. 'Kill him then.' she said bluntly.'If nobody else got a good look at you then all you need to do is kill the one who did. No one will know it was you. Now I'm ready to go...except...'
She crossed the room to the dead man and felt in his pockets. She pulled out a handfull of gold coins and put them carefully into her pocket.
'Alright.' she said, smiling. 'We can go now.'

"I would. but if you can get him to come up here i can kill him and show you how I kill." said wolverine. he got up and growled a little. His mother was a wolf and his father was a shapeshifter so he had both characteristics. "I want to see him suffer and beg for mercy for when i kill him at last. I have seen him before, I know him."

Jess smiled. 'Too easy.' She crossed to the door and disappered, closing it quietly behind her. She returned a minute later virtually glued at the lips to the young bartender. She glanced quickly at Wolverine to hurry, for the young man had his eyes closed and wasn't at all aware that he was surrounded. She shot another quick look at Wolverine. 'This is really going to cost you.' her eyes said.

Spyro resisted the urge to laugh and beckoned for Wolverine to follow him as he left as silently as he had come, in other words making no sound whatsoever despite his talons on a wood floor. Once down the stairs he looked about catching sight of the other figure again as he decended but keeping silent for Wolverine's sake.
Now this is what I call sneaking about, finally I do something useful
Glancing about the bar he noticed that the door was already open so it wouldn't creak when they went out, he looked back up the stairs waiting for Wolverine to follow.

Wolverine shrugged and left the room. he just barely noticed that Spyro went down the staris. he followed him moving silently. he then noticed that the door was opened but the bar was empty he silently told spyro, "First i have to do one more thing." he then jumped over the bar and noticed that the bartender/hotelkeeper was sleeping there. he took out his spiked mace and hit the person in the head killing him instantly. "Okay I'm good now." he then got out of the bar and followed spyro

Jess met them outside, her face calm as she wiped her dagger clean with a smooth leaf. 'About time.' she smiled as she noticed them. Sheathing her dagger, the small girl walked up beside Wolverine. 'Alright then,' she said, turning to him. 'Where do we go now?'' Wolverine geustured down the main street and Jess followed him, behind Spyro. After about ten minutes, Jess sped up and walked beside Wolverine. 'Now, about my pay...' she said, her eyes sparkling mischeviously.

"I think i can work something out. but right now i don't have much money becuase of our buisness being slow. and by me saying our buisness, i mean the assasins buisness." said wovlerine "right now i have only 30 gold left."

Jess laughed, stood on her toes and patted Wolverine on the shoulder, being the highest place she could reach. 'I'm joking!' she laughed. 'So where are we headed then?' she asked Wolverine, her face excited.

"Right now we shall go over yonder to the ancient tower where the person is hiding. the first one that is i mean. the coward will first be tortured until he tells us where the others are hiding there. the papers said that they are in certain places like estoland, but i want to find him first so that i can make sure these papers are correst." said wolverine. he stepped out of the bar and then he turned into a dragon and said to both Jess and Spyro, " get on me back and i'll fly us over to the tower."

Jess hesitated, unsure of what to do. She had no problem with heights, but she had been flying only once before, and it was an activity that took some getting used to. Still, she swung herself onto Wolverines back and looked around. What to hold on to? In the end, she just held onto a large spine that protruded from Wolverines back. Jess breathed in deeply. 'Okay, I think I'm ready.' she said then turned to Spyro. 'Coming?'