((OOC: This topic is dedicated to providing a little hint at what is going on with Clan Assamite with a view to eventually getting a story folder for the Clan. Some background information on Clan Assamite has been posted at http://rdi.dragonsmark.com/forums/viewtopic.php"t=8129&highlight=assamite if you are interested in creating/playing a Clan Assamite character then give me a PM and we will work something out.

IMPORTANT NOTE: Clan Assamite is a clan of vampire assassins, and will therefore at some point engage in a deliberate attempt to permanently slay another character. Please know that if your character is a target of an assassination then that character has done something In-Character to really annoy someone with the means to hire the Clan.

THE CLAN DOES NOT CARRY OUT ASSASSINATIONS OVER PETTY MATTERS but WILL act as method of revenge if your character has slain or grievously wounded another, so watch who you attack!

Also, if your character is the target of an assassination attempt, know that your character has been the subject of In-Character observation for WEEKS if not MONTHS! Clan Assamite does not act in haste, to act without carefully scouting the defences and allies of a target would be foolish, and Clan Assamite is seldom foolish.

Also, if an assassination attempt is made against your character, know that it is NOT PERSONAL and is in no way an indication of a grudge with you Out-Of-Character. I apologise in advance for anyone who feels hard done by if they are targeted for assassination and hope that your anger is mollified somewhat by the fact that everything was done properly and In-Character, no Out-Of-Character gained information will have been used at any time during the planning, coordination and conduct of a strike.

It is my hope that the role-playing of Clan Assamite will add to the experience of Rhy"Din, not detract from it. It has come to my attention that the forces of law and order in Rhy?Din are practically non-existent and it is my hope that Clan Assamite will be somewhat of a check on characters who enjoy to throw their weight around.

If you have any suggestions or complaints about the actions of Clan Assamite, PM the details to me and I will look into it.

Thank you for reading this. ))

~ A flickering dark smile plays over Ashkar's black painted lips as he slips silently into the cavern where his brother meditates, acknowledging the presence of the blood-bound guards with only the faintest of nods. His approach slows as he waits for his brother's spirit to return to his body. He steps curtly forwards when Kalen's eyes flare open and his whispered instruction drifts out of the darkness. ~

My brother, we now have two eyes and ears that may act in the daylight ~He replies in a pleased whisper~ the assassin, Lina has at last accepted our offer and entered our service"and I encountered another who was extremely suitable"a Hashshashin?a true brother of the desert. He too has agreed to act as our eyes and ears.

~His dark smile becomes electric as he delivers the pleasing news~

~ He folds his arms across his chest and his dark smile fades as he continues his report~

I have not made re-established contact with Sonya yet....I assume she is healing from the wounds that Khaine dealt you both....I believe she has a house in the town, and a blood slave to feed from...

~He shrugs slightly~

I shall seek her out and learn more.....

~He pauses and tilts his head to the side, listening intently and testing the scents in the air. After a moment his dark smile returns and he looks back over his shoulder towards the darkness from which he had entered~

As to news of our sister......

~ He steps forwards with vampiric speed and snatches Requiem from the slightly raised plyth, twisting her in the air to face him. He steals a kiss from her full lips and then releases her, all done in a heartbeat, the brush of his lips barely registering as anything more that the kiss of the wind it happens so quickly. As his image stops blurring with speed, an electric smile of dark desire forms on his black-painted lips and he takes a cautious step back away from any immediate retribution from her ~

Dear sister...a thousand times you have punished me...and a thousand times I have sinned again...~He purrs back to her in a soft growl~ ...I wonder why that should be?...

~His electric smile widens to show the tips of his fangs~

~ His eyes narrow faintly in amusement as he looks down at her and claws slide noiselessly from his fingerips. he places the sharp points at the nape of Requiem's neck and curls his fingers a fraction, drawing four tiny beads of blood ~

And what makes you so sure I will not place you in chains"...

~He asks, almost straight faced, only the hint of smile playing at the edges of his lips~

I have, after all, not heard any word of you for nigh on a year...Do you have a reason for delaying my summons to you? If you do not...

~ He just leaves the half sincere threat hanging ~

~ He smiles slowly as he draws his claws equally slowly down Requiem's back ~

I had better find that you left the messenger alive Requiem, we are not here to rouse a vengeful populace against us....~he hisses softly in her ear~ We are to leave as few ripples as possible with our presence here

~He lifts the claws away and they slide back into his fingertips, he drifts a lazy finger through the thin trails of blood that his claws have left and anoints her shoulder blade with the symbol of Clan Assamite, tracing it out slowly in sanguine vitae~

But........My anger is mollified somewhat by your explanation....~he tells her, the hiss fading to a soft whisper. It is that moment that a crystal chime sounds through the cavern, and a crystal sphere begins to glow on a shelf off to one side carved into the stone of the cavern wall. Kalen growls softly in annoyance at the ill-timed interruption~

One of the Rafiq is in danger of Final Death.....she is one of those who were set to watching our current target...I must investigate this...it is duty?~Kalen states as he glances at the glowing sphere. He steps away from Requiem and heads towards the chamber exit~ I will send word if need be....~He calls back over his shoulder, just in case the target knew they were under scrutiny and had launched a pre-emptive strike against the watchers~

~ He raises a single brow at Require's reaction to Kalen leaving, a faint flicker of jealousy lurking in the depths of his gaze. There were, after all, some things he didn't altogether like to share with his brother. The jealousy fades and vanishes as he considers his sister's words, a dark smile forming on his lips again as his eyes roam over Requiem ~

Do you question Kalen's judgement in this matter?....It is his year to rule...and the decision is his to make....~His hand drifts between the folds of his long coat, grasping the handle of the whip that coils around his waist in black loops~

Perhaps you should be punished after all...it may teach you to feel more loved...~His expression reveals that the threat of punishment has little to do with the verbal transgression of questioning Kalen's jusgement and a lot to do with Ashkar wishing to hear his sister's gasps of pleasure as the whip strikes her bare skin~

~His fangs show as his dark smile deepens, the white of his teeth a stark contrast against the black of his painted lips. His hand pulls hard on the handle of the whip and it uncoils from around his waist and gathers around his feet in sinuous loops. His free hand slips around Requiem's waist and draws her lithe body more fully against his, tracing slow fingernails up the bared areas of skin on her back that her clothing so teasingly fails to cover~

I am sure I could show you to your room and grant you time for a proper...reunion...~He hisses softly in her ear before leaning down and kissing her angelic neck, his fangs grazing the ivory skin as if hungry to taste her vitae. The hand holding the whip handle snaps out, bringing the plaited leather to full extension. Ashkar then steps back quickly as he twists his hand and flicks the whip back, coils wrapping around Requiem's throat like a leash~

Come with me little sister....~He requests in a soft, predatory growl as he steps further away from her, towards the tunnel leading to the rest of the mountain fortress. He tugs teasingly on the whip, his dark smile electric as he looks back at her over one shoulder~