The path to the inn that was aptly named The Salitonan wasn’t a long one, and it was one well familiar to Akaris from the countless times she had walked the route. She rented a room at The Salitonan, a hiding place for some of her more sensitive information on the Syrana that she wasn’t comfortable storing in her room at the church.143Please respect copyright.PENANA943gfFMj4C
It was quickly nearing sunset, Salitona’s curfew, and the traffic on the sky streets began to thin out as the sun dipped closer and closer to the luminescent Selenian Sea, visible from the height Akaris walked from. 143Please respect copyright.PENANACsSbFdOqYB
It had been a productive day at the church, and since it was the twelfth day of the cidem, Clanire, reserved for worship and rest, Akaris had had most of the day off after a cidemly was held at the twelfth hour of the day. She’d spent the rest of her time resting for tonight which was to be devoted to meeting with her informant, Delyan, meetings which would often go long into the night. Of course, it didn’t help that Delyan was habitually late.143Please respect copyright.PENANAgMGHcExC1N
Delyan would provide Akaris with records on members of the Syrana’s whereabouts. She also provided weapons for Akaris on occasion, such as the whip hidden away in Akaris’s satchel as she walked. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAapPhPlsGhO
Akaris dropped down to the second level of the sky streets, where she finally reached her destination. About a hundred strides away, The Salitonan sat nestled in between an upper level and smaller, a golden light shining through its window. It looked oddly homey, and she walked to the inn’s door, which had a sign with the inn’s name and below that, Closed. She opened the door with her key and locked the door behind her once she entered.143Please respect copyright.PENANAccMf4bQSDS
“Delyan isn’t here yet?” she asked. Her eyes traveled askant to find it empty except for its bartender and landlord, Leron, a muscular man with closely cropped black hair. He cleaned a cup as she sat in front of him at the inn’s bar.143Please respect copyright.PENANAHRa7cfdFba
“Of course she is,” Leron replied, his voice dry as parchment. “She’s hiding right here behind the bar. Sitting on the stool right beside you didn’t strike her fancy today. She transmuted a little hole into the wood so she could speak to you without you having to ask her to speak up. I put a little cushion for you—”143Please respect copyright.PENANAeZobpWBwHU
“All right,” Akaris interrupted. “I understand. She isn’t here yet. I won’t ask you any more questions with obvious answers.”143Please respect copyright.PENANALcpNRYba2S
“Good.” Then, changing the subject, he continued, “You can pay your rent, can’t you?” He eyed her skeptically. “That purse pouch hanging on your belt has been looking awfully light lately.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAzZiFKjKcIu
Akaris set down seven anii on the bartop. “I was just paid today,” she said evenly. “So. Rent. On time as it always has been.”143Please respect copyright.PENANA62srUruiSK
“I keep the change?” He palmed all seven of the small silver coins rimmed with syrana powder, any manners of reluctance suddenly gone. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAGa5sBjA8uN
“You can keep the extra ano if you pour me a beer that covers the cost of the change.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAKjDa0p48XW
“I could rent this room out to anyone in the city, you know that? I could kick you out at a moment’s notice.” 143Please respect copyright.PENANAhYXKNDh5lN
“You just accused me of being too poor to pay rent,” Akaris pointed out. “If I were poor, I couldn’t well afford to be handing out money that I didn’t have to, would I?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAIHr4E6oJt5
“I suppose not,” Leron said offhandedly. It was clear he’d known all along that she’d been able to pay the rent; he was already moving to pour her a drink, a faint smile on his lips. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAzwTm65YY0r
It was then the door to the inn creaked open, and then, Delyan. “Ah,” she said, “Akaris, dear. You’re here a little early.” 143Please respect copyright.PENANAL4fFHn0BkO
“Just on time.”143Please respect copyright.PENANApDNWmowBcZ
Delyan sat next to her, taking her usual stool next to Akaris. She was astonishingly beautiful, with long, wavy black tresses that lapped against her shoulders to contrast against her olive skin. She sat next to Akaris, a case hanging from her hand, a satchel at her side. She sat them both on the bar with a sigh. “I’m so glad one of my best clients didn’t get brutally murdered. It would have been a terrible inconvenience. Oh, hello, Leron,” she said, noticing him as he walked up to her with a beer in hand. She cast him a sultry smile as he set it down in front of her. “Anything I can do for you today?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAvjCG0KNByG
“Other than keeping my shop open for the two of you up to two hours after closing time?” He leaned on his hands at the bar. “I don’t think so, Delyan.” 143Please respect copyright.PENANAh3c95lwTJ6
“That’s unfortunate,” Delyan replied, wryly. “Though I do seem to recall someone volunteering to keep their bar open for an up to two hours without prompting.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAptQXZOrR8g
“Don’t know him. A real idiot.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAx0f78G4r2m
“Agreed. Too idealistic for my taste. Too pleasant too.”143Please respect copyright.PENANA60PLknwn1V
“I hate people that are too pleasant. Annoying, aren’t they?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAlo94aUsUfY
“Very annoying.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAi16O2afCzZ
“I have something I want to sell back to you,” Akaris said, interrupting their exchange. She set the whip she had used to aid her in killing Kezian on the counter. “It’s still good for another six days.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAI6g1faDZmD
“It’s practically worthless then.” She sighed. “The glove? You have the glove?”143Please respect copyright.PENANA68bAaxES3R
Akaris produced the glove from her satchel and handed it to her. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAwQuGOD9BkV
“Only for our Nameless of the Night,” Delyan said. She slid three anii over to Akaris. “One-fourth of the andan you paid.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAGFt8GAh6Pr
Akaris took it, grateful to get anything for it at all. Delyan would be hard-pressed to find another buyer in less than six days. On the twelfth day from its creation, the rope and glove would crumble to syrana powder, luminescent dust that would glow in dark places, the same powder used to create Salitona’s signature glowing murals. The powder could be dyed and used for mainly decorative purposes but was worthless in comparison to an active creation of sentia such as the whip.143Please respect copyright.PENANAp0VueYFuqx
“Any news on the Syrana?” Akaris said, pocketing the coins. “Anything particularly interesting?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAHKvgOZPPsy
“Not anything new on Tansien or Corin,” Delyan said. “If that was what you meant by interesting.” 143Please respect copyright.PENANA6MKfqVFpvF
“But you do have something?” she prompted.143Please respect copyright.PENANA9UaogdkJHj
“Well,” said Delyan, drumming her fingers on the bar’s countertop. “It’s a little bit of something. I was able to find someone in the Syrana who—reluctantly, mind you—was able to give me some information on Corin’s history.” She leaned down into her bag and took out a paper-sized bundle wrapped in brown paper. “This is everything I was able to gather.”143Please respect copyright.PENANABDNygIsjEI
Akaris looked at the bundle much like a homeless urchin to look at a loaf of freshly baked bread. “How much?” 143Please respect copyright.PENANAB8t5BTwraJ
“It took me a while to get all of this,” she prefaced. “And I had to stick my neck out asking all of these questions about him. Your ‘friend’ isn’t a man who keeps the company of many, and he hasn’t been in Salitona for years. Tansien is even harder to find information on.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAb6fjbRiLdq
“How much?” Akaris repeated. She knew it would be expensive. She only wanted to know how expensive.143Please respect copyright.PENANANv1UuP2Jta
“Ten andans,” Delyan said nonchalantly.143Please respect copyright.PENANAxfu1ZihIxq
“Ten andans!” Akaris exclaimed. That was nearly a month’s wages, a hefty sum worth a hundred-twenty anii. “Are you insane? I’m probably the only one who would buy this anyways!”143Please respect copyright.PENANAuvgo670OJ0
“But I’m not selling to someone else,” Delyan replied, neutral. “I’m selling to you. I gathered this just for you.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAArGlIdyi5E
“Six.” Even that was ridiculous. “Ten is outrageous.”143Please respect copyright.PENANACgFkyIpKu8
“I’ve got children to feed.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAsPYk9aWMM5
“I’ve got myself to feed. And six andans would last me months for food.”143Please respect copyright.PENANABEMIeRYrwO
“Then the extra four is for the quality and the dangers that come along with dealing to both The Syrana and you,” Delyan replied. She looked away from her pristinely clean nails to Akaris. “Members of The Syrana ask me all the time if I know about the man in black that leaves bodies of their members left and right, and what’s to stop me from telling them about a customer who undercuts my prices all the time?”143Please respect copyright.PENANA5fR98TyvzN
She couldn’t afford it, and she was certain that Delyan was playing with her. If Akaris paid that much, she wouldn’t have enough to stretch herself over to when she was paid the end of the next cidem. She wouldn’t eat. “Seven, then.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAsFj8HnSreq
“You certainly have a pair on you, don’t you?”143Please respect copyright.PENANATDVB78q3L2
“Seven is all I can spare,” she said. “I’m your most loyal customer, and you probably profit the most off of me since I’m alone. I’ve bought from you every cidem for nearly two years, and from watching the Syrana, I know that I buy from you twice as often as they do.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAkVnbFdF06v
Delyan drummed her fingers on the table, studying her expression, looking for any sign of weakness. Akaris remained unyielding. She needed all the money she could keep. Delyan could’ve sold her out any time she pleased for nearly two years. She wasn’t about to now, after Akaris was such a monetary gain to her. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAtgvx9JQY71
So, she sighed and pushed the small bundle of parchment over to Akaris. “Seven andans, then.” Akaris thumbed out the seven coins lacquered in syrana powder on their rims, which gave them a faint glow that made them distinguishable in the darkness of her purse pouch. She slid them over to Delyan, who quickly pocketed the coins.143Please respect copyright.PENANAcop2y5lRKI
“Can you believe the gall of this girl?” Delyan asked to Leron as he came by to refill their drinks. Akaris ignored her and began to look through the notes. They were bound together in carefully cut out holes by string, and each page detailed a certain aspect of Corin’s life, written in Delyan’s neat handwriting. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAKscCCZgKUp
She had been right, it wasn’t much—the packet was only five pages long—but it was something Akaris never would have been able to uncover on her own. Delyan was taken seriously by The Syrana because of her late husband’s notoriety as a rich merchant, a merchant who had no shortage of rivals he had wanted taken care of. When his life had finally caught up with him, Delyan had turned into a merchant of her own, selling information. She charged high prices, but the work that she sold to Akaris was unparalleled in quality.143Please respect copyright.PENANAXiPCqAtHto
“She’s poor as sin,” Leron replied, “so it’s not that difficult to believe.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAt6RNs735n3
“I’m right here,” Akaris grumbled, flipping a page, turning to a page that detailed Corin’s childhood. It was short, only about a page and a half long.143Please respect copyright.PENANAoldweDPXDI
“He was apparently sickly when he was young,” Delyan said, leaning over to see the page as Akaris read it. “His friend said that he barely survived childhood. Only became healthy late into his teenage years. That seems to be when the Syrana picked him up, during the Eight Nation War. He must have made quite the impression or maybe they were just desperate. Tough times, then.”143Please respect copyright.PENANA4l8n0uKYpw
Leron grunted in agreement. 143Please respect copyright.PENANA5CpVWnhHfJ
“Well he certainly isn’t sickly anymore,” Akaris noted. It was hard to imagine Corin, a notorious member of The Syrana, coughing and sipping up soup as a child to help cure a cold. 143Please respect copyright.PENANA3YUswGWnGV
“Certainly not,” Delyan replied.143Please respect copyright.PENANARczM5JXvk2
“Do you know where he is? You still don’t know?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAqZVRnkQirG
“No one knows where he or Tansien have been off to these past few years. My guess is that they’ve been traveling too quickly to be tied down to one location.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAkKoQgXfQei
That made sense. Akaris continued to read, rubbing her finger over her temple as she thought.143Please respect copyright.PENANAdlckr4aAJv
“Do you think he ran?” Akaris asked finally, “Do you think he ran back to Amathea, where he’s from?143Please respect copyright.PENANAGV1UO83pDa
Delyan shook her head. “Back to Larras? I’d doubt it. That city would be hell for him, it’s practically filled with the Queen’s Guard. He’d never show his face there again.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAQ3LwDmoXTP
“Larras, that’s the capital of the Queendom?” Akaris asked, struggling to remember geography.143Please respect copyright.PENANAwzvtyiF6Ta
“Right. His family was fairly well off, but men can’t inherit in Amathea. That could have been why he took his chances with the Syrana, maybe he wanted to try his luck in something else.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAdyy8fqbKso
“In killing people for a living?” That was quite the jump from living a life of riches to assassinating people in their homes.143Please respect copyright.PENANAYzgcVZKIvV
“It’s just speculation,” said Delyan as she took a drink of her beer. “If the opportunity presents itself, I can try to find out more.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAdcgp7E6hZu
“Please,” Akaris said. The information on his childhood could hopefully help Akaris find a chink in Corin’s armor. He was careful now as an adult, but perhaps something in his history would hold some reason to why he and Tansien had chosen her parents so long ago.143Please respect copyright.PENANA7xwLegaxpv
She shut the booklet. “Anything else on them?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAyQ75GdOx1w
“Sorry,” Delyan replied. “I love you, but I’m really only so capable.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAqeR42oKUYE
A cursory glance out of the window revealed a deepening night sky, far past curfew. But, Akaris decided that she still had time before she had to go back to the church. She wanted to be early tomorrow. Tensions were already high enough between her and Lander, and she had made Halian a promise to be better. She turned back to Delyan, Leron still cleaning glasses with an almost feverish fervor as the two of them still sat. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAWxQcsrihpI
“Anything on any other Syrana members?” Akaris asked. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAZspSsTi9Fy
“Actually,” Delyan replied. “Yes. Navin—of Vandris actually. Know any Navin’s?”143Please respect copyright.PENANABFhdrGmgtl
“Don’t know any Navin’s. Vandris is quite a large country.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAct8p0stOXG
“Maybe if he went by his Familiar name, you’d recognize him. I always thought those were so quaint. Maybe Navi instead of Navin? Del—” She paused. “I wonder what mine would be.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAB15CTcYsl6
“Delyan,” Akaris said, trying to keep her on topic. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAq7qScnOTZN
“No, that wouldn’t be it. That’s my formal name,” Delyan said, misinterpreting Akaris’s response. “It’d have to be Dely or Delya. Delya! I like that.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAz3GINjjEom
“All right, Delya, what did you have on Navin?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAyJx3CzHzEf
Delyan finally returned to the task at hand. “A record on some of his habits, a ledger of all his past victims, where he often patrols. Anything that you’d need to find him. He’ll be at the Phim and Evon Festival for the double eclipse, in two months’ time. It’s already been decided; he’s quite an aristocrat of his own right. He’ll blend right in.”143Please respect copyright.PENANA3yBoFHFi9B
“How much for this?” Akaris asked. Now that Kezian was taken care of, she needed to select another. While she waited for Corin and Tansien, she had to do something that wouldn’t let her combat readiness go slack.143Please respect copyright.PENANAWajjSatPOx
“That depends,” Delyan said. “What was your Familiar name?” 143Please respect copyright.PENANA2dGf10bYLj
Akaris frowned. “I don’t see how that matters to the price.”143Please respect copyright.PENANA0sLAR4FbaX
“I’ll give you a discount.” She put her head in her hand. “Two andans off for only three andans.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAkmrEZG4Uym
Akaris considered. “Kari,” she replied. Two andans is two andans. “My family called me Kari.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAVLMUGxlVZT
“Adorable. Little Kari running around slitting people’s throats,” Delyan said with a grin. She handed over the booklet to Akaris and she deposited it into her satchel, quite certain that Delyan would never call her by her real name again. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAGVsORRnQ11
Leron came around to refill both of their drinks, but Akaris held up a hand to abstain. “I need to be going,” she said. “Back to the church. Teaching duty tomorrow. Can’t take any chances of being late.”143Please respect copyright.PENANADhgPycbNxe
“So late?” Leron asked. 143Please respect copyright.PENANABRSVrn2Y2Z
“I’ll be fine,” Akaris said. “It’s not that far of a walk anyways.”143Please respect copyright.PENANALn6iFZiiWs
“Alright,” Delyan said. “I’d come with you, but this beer looks nice. See you next cidem.” She paused and then added with an almost child-like grin, “Kari.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAmxEIqAM4YB
Akaris said her goodbyes and left, her satchel at her side. She walked through the sky streets at a quick pace. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAqcQYzrAQig
She would look over the records on Navin soon. She would give a cursory look to the ones she’d acquired on Corin tonight, but the idea of looking over two in the next few hours was just too exhausting to consider. Staying up late each night to wake up at the crack of dawn had its own consequences, and Akaris sometimes found herself having to shake herself awake in long days of researching. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAaECS7xMJmP
However, Akaris had become certain that some of the most valuable information she could find was in the senior devotry’s archives. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAOChOs1p05u
The devotry’s archives were the Sacrin Church of Salitona’s crowning jewel. Sacrinism was an important part of the Selenian government and as such, the church held important government documents. They housed knowledge on any citizen that had ever received medical care from the church, been married at the church, were employed by the government, or had officially registered as a member of the Sacrin faith. Basically, the church housed records on anyone who’d had any affiliations with either the government or church, with the line separating which from which unclear. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAa5DmX7HlNL
The archives were an unturned page of a huge tome, and it wasn’t one she could afford to let go unread. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAA8dCV4j1dv
Corin and Tansien, the two assassins she still needed to find despite their long absence from Salitona, were employed by the government through the Syrana. It was more likely than not that they would have files. She chewed on her cheek as she continued to walk through the city under the cover of darkness. But assuming that both of them had files on record was assuming the church kept records of Syrana members at all. Not even The Syrana could reach those records, locked down by traps of metapathy that even Akaris couldn’t infiltrate. On top of that, the church had strict rules regarding the safekeeping of its records, only senior members of the devotry allowed to access them. 143Please respect copyright.PENANAehk2fR6mYy
Unfortunately, Akaris wasn’t a senior member of the devotry. She still had at least four years to go until she would have that title. She would have to get them from someone else. Either Halian or Lander. It would have to be Halian. Lander wanted nothing to do with her. Her place at the church had been tenuous when she’d first moved to Salitona, but now, she had more pull, and had fostered friendships. It would have to be enough, and she’d have to wait for the right time to do it without accidentally making a mistake.143Please respect copyright.PENANATdNq53Bkdr
Sleep deprivation could lead to mistakes, and mistakes could lead to fatalities. It’d never stopped Akaris from testing the limits of her endurance before, but she was starting to grow more and more concerned about Lander. Halian covered for her more times than he had had to, and she knew Lander had a distinct distaste for her. She would have to be careful—she knew she was treading in dangerous waters. There was really nothing stopping him from reporting her to the Syrana or to the leader of the church, Devoti Situla, if he had so much of a whiff of suspicion.143Please respect copyright.PENANAs1vwPoDP9J
But she somehow doubted that it would go that far. Lander was a man of pride, but he didn’t seem like one to try and throw someone to sea-monsters because he felt like it. She was a few minutes late, sometimes her uniform was out of place, but she had made no egregious mistakes. She made no other mistakes that any other devot had made in the church. She believed Lander knew that, but it didn’t mean he had to like that sometimes she would slack her duties for what he assumed to be oversleeping. He was logical, and down to it, Akaris thought he was a good man. He was just a good man who didn’t like her.143Please respect copyright.PENANAwVOG7ySUEy
But before she could ponder it much more, a man dropped down from the rooftop above her, cutting her off from any immediate exit. Akaris’s blood ran cold and she paced a few steps backwards.143Please respect copyright.PENANAjskf64TxBn
“Have you suddenly forgot the curfew?” the man asked. Clearly, he was a man of the Syrana. Akaris could deal with that. “It’s sunset. It’s been that way for years now every day of the cidem, every cidem.”143Please respect copyright.PENANA3qX6qRFqTv
Akaris clasped her hands behind her back. “Sorry,” she said, trying her best to sound apologetic. “I lost track of time.”143Please respect copyright.PENANA4FoZjKO2Cz
Behind herself, she flicked an arm down and a concealed knife that she always kept hidden up her sleeve fell into her practiced hand. Another hung from her waist, which wasn’t illegal to have, but it was a crime punishable by death to draw upon a member of the Syrana.143Please respect copyright.PENANAhg44Svq6BN
He eyed her, suspicious. He still hadn’t noticed her hands behind her back. “And where are you going?”143Please respect copyright.PENANAx6uIKUyCOi
She couldn’t tell him that. Presuming he didn’t find it more convenient to take her to the Syrana’s headquarters for questioning or to simply kill her, he’d escort her to the church. Before leaving her there, he’d verify her identity. Her name would go on record; a fatal mistake. He might let her go this time, but any investigation could potentially bring a long and bloody end to her career as the Nameless. She grappled her knife, preparing to take her chances as her heart made its way into her throat.143Please respect copyright.PENANA7rhuq0Fnrg
But before she could do anything, Akaris felt something fly past her ear.143Please respect copyright.PENANAJieu8tIFFl
A second later, a pale and very large arrow of sentia impaled itself on the space in between the man’s eyes, splattering blood and matter onto his now mutilated face. Akaris found herself tripping backwards in her haste to get away from his body, her heart clamoring loudly inside her chest. A hand reached out to steady her.143Please respect copyright.PENANAK26lIogG7o
She nearly thrust her dagger backwards on reflex, but she turned to see Delyan at the other end of the hand. When Akaris’s eyes traveled back forwards, he was still standing, suspended by the instructions Delyan had given to the arrow. A moment after, silently, wordlessly, the arrow rushed from the man and into Delyan’s palm. He fell, and the arrow’s sentia dissipated into Delyan’s skin. And then, it was just the two of them, a corpse on the ground and the murals of Salitona glowing onto them.143Please respect copyright.PENANAOes2z6xEQZ
“Goddamn it, Samane,” Delyan said, though her tone was light. She wiped her hand onto her trousers of the material that had been on the arrow just returned to her. “That was a potential customer you just made me kill.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAhDwomcn18j
Akaris had to take a moment before she was able to speak, her veins still pulsing with anticipation from encounter. After she collected herself, she replied, her voice quiet, “Thank you.” 143Please respect copyright.PENANAgfCEUthjUn
Delyan clapped her hand on Akaris’s shoulder—the same hand that had just killed a man in two seconds flat. It was wet with Basilion knew what, and Akaris flinched away from it. At her revulsion, Delyan grinned. “No problem.”143Please respect copyright.PENANAeFutvmnM8v
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