Chapter 79: The Various Avenues of Training
Orodan was the very definition of subterfuge. The embodiment of stealth itself.
Zaessythra sighed, the faithless disbeliever that she was.
“This can’t get any worse at least…”
Elaborate disguise secured; he strode forth. His target? Eversong Plaza, but not directly, not yet.
A true master of clandestine activity needed to case the joint first. And he certainly had, identifying the first target and a weak link. The plaza had a tower a bit further out, somewhat isolated but it had a good view of the tavern and the sentry atop it provided overwatch for the guards of House Argon.
He tip-toed across the ground, his first target isolated in a manner which would make their disposal unseen. At the base of the tower, he acrobatically leapt upwards, gripping parts of the wooden tower which jutted outwards and hauling himself up.
Yes, he could’ve simply teleported or leapt up directly, but doing things the mundane way would lead to gains.
[Parkour 11 → Parkour 12]
Like a nimble cat, he scaled the tower, gripping the final handhold…