White Lies [Job]

The lines of Hargeon were both expected and something she had been through before, people scurrying and attempting with all their power to gain a foothold as families were pushed away and others shoved themselves in. In the lines of turmoil and panic Sayrn herself stood outside the line watching from the rooftops as she sat down looking at the back of her hand where she had shifted her old tattoo from Lamia Scale on it. Old memories came pouring in as she looked at it the thoughts of her first visit to this place pouring in as she would begin to tear up once more lost in her thoughts. To her the history she held was something she could never forget as it both was good and bad but it had shaped who she was all the same. The truth of this was the fact that in her past she had been here to gain her first passport but now she needed to update it as the old image would no longer suffice and since she had been gone so long she had missed her last chance to update it. Now came her chance to finally update it to make sure that should her new guild of Savage Skull need to travel she would not be left behind.

Jumping down from the building she would walk through the line ignoring those that would attempt to stop her march she would arrive at the location of the passport signing. While she still needed to get it renewed a small voice would ring in the back of her head as she would turn quickly and spot rune knights in the distance clicking her tongue in anger. Walking over to the clerk she would smile and show her Lamia Scale Tattoo as she would request a new passport. With a smile the clerk would take her into the tent letting her skip the line thankfully but also hiding her in the tents to avoid the gaze of the knights. Without a second thought she would have her picture taken and applied to the passport having the symbol of Lamia Scale branded on it as she would nod her head and thank them for the effort.

Without any hesitation she would whistle and hold out her hand as one of her spears would appear in her hand lunging out of the tent and impaling a man who had been eavesdropping inside. With a chuckle she would watch as screams would ring from the line and the knights she had avoided came running to the sounds. Using her venom she would quickly spread the deadly gas around as people began to panic and cough delaying the knights as they tried to get through a panicking crowd, but before they could even hope to find her she was gone the only signs of her presence the sign of Savage Skull marked and burned onto a building by her corrosive poison. As she rode away on Azazel to her next job she would laugh hoping that those that knew her would soon know her better when she got stronger and more lethal.