In the Merchants Purse Tavern This tavern is famed for its agreement with the old Rogues guild. In years gone past, they would pay protection money to ensure that no 'dipping' happened during business hours.

Someone comes out of hiding
Fading into view they take a backseat in the room
Karli comes out of hiding
The other person sits down.
Karli puts her layered shield in her backpack
Karli dismounts from her giant wolf
Karli says 'Heya'
The person nods towards Karli.
Karli pulls out a chair and pulls herself into sheathing her dirk once settled.
Karli removes her black robber's mask
'Long time no see' Karli says with a smile.
' Yes, a shame I come to you now on business, not pleasure' the other person replies.
Karli says 'Times change, so do people.'
Karli says 'I'm not very public anyway, you know that'
' And always have known it' the person adds.
Karli says 'Only drinks and business draw me out these days'
' Then I shall take that as a Hint' they tell her, standing up and approaching the bar.
Buying themselves a pint of wyvern's blood they turn towards the sprite.
' Your pleasure?'
Karli says 'Whiskey does'
Buying a single malt whiskey they slide the drink onto the table and sit back down, leaving the bartender unpaid as they take their seat once more
Karli draws the drink forward, then folds her legs under her on the chair
' I want the Wizard dead' they inform Karli, cutting straight to the chance.
Karli says 'If you got the cash I got the contacts'
Smirking at Karli they ask, ‘You ask if I have enough gold?' with a snigger.
Karli says with a smirk 'Not asking, just stating.'
‘And how much would such a contract cost me'
Karli says 'Depends on what my contacts come back with. The person themself has a large impact on it'
Karli says 'They don't talk though until I give them definate leads'
' Need I say more, on who must die?'
They look as though plotting the death of Hetix is a tiresome task they could do alone
They chuckle and Karli smirks.
' Oh how devilishly delicious' they remark licking their fangs gently, then returning to their morose look.
' When will I have an answer'
Karli asks 'Well, do you know any spots the wizard normally can be found alone?'
Karli says 'I'll get on it within the day.‘
' Alone? Dear Lady I want him done in public!' they exclaim.
Karli says 'I'd tell ya who to talk to, but they shall remain anonymous until they contact you.'
Karli asks 'You want death or humiliation?'
The person fumbles around in their pack before producing a small wooden box and sliding it across the table
' I want death, and branding'
Karli runs a hand over the box before opening it slowly
' In this box Lies my mark'
Karli gives a quick nod and asks 'How visable?'
' It is my crest, my seal, and my lineage'
' Burn it into his back'
‘ Let him know how it feels to be treated with treachery'
Karli says 'If it's public, I'll be sending a thug more then likely. They won't care how secret the whole ordeal is.'
' And carve the simbol of Loki from his neck, remove it, destroy the child' they add.
Slamming their left hand fist on the table snarling, an engraving is visable on their hand shimmering gently
' That Child has stolen my life for the last time'
Karli closes the box and slides it back across the table towards them
Karli says 'I'll send someone for the box with the price'
Nodding towards Karli the person takes the box back and folds it quickly into their pack
Karli says 'Public death, branding and disfigurement'
Karli asks 'That's what you desire?'
' May the death come last'
Karli nods at her companion.
' Incapacitate him, remove his scar, and replace it, with mine in his back'
' Then remove him from his life'
You hear a dog barking.
Karli asks 'That is how you wish?'
' I do'
Karli says 'Then you'll hear from someone shortly'
Karli stands up
They nod towards Karli.
Karli picks up a single malt whiskey and downs it
Her companion tips the glass of blood, swallowing quickly, before fading from view, the bar tab unpaid
Karli leaves the empty glass on the table