“I am Isabella, Lead Assassin to the Royal Family and I am taking you to the assassins guild,” Isabella stated in a cool voice as she looked over at the woman out of the corner of her eyes.  Turning she motioned with a single long finger for the woman to follow her. She was quiet as she made her way through the streets, leaving the deep dark dank of the inner city slum area and proceeding through the streets back alleyways quickly. Every so often she would glance over her shoulder to make sure that the woman was still with her but other than that she made no acknowledgement of the womans presence. 

	The dirt streets became lines with gravel, then stone, then brick as they worked their way further and further away from the poverty in the lower levels.  The buildings became more and more grand with each turn down the street. Isabella stopped in front of a dark bricked building that stood high in the center of this particular region of the city. No windows, no way to see in and only a single large double door in the front that was emblazoned with the symbol of a dark cat. At the door stood two men dressed similarly to Isabella but there attire was not as intricately fashioned as hers. 

	“Isa,” one said as he looked to her and they both bowed their heads. 

	“Open the doors,” she commanded. 

	“And this one?” they said motioning to the woman with her. 

	“Questioning,” was all Isabella would say and it seemed that was all they needed to hear. Righting themselves they pulled the doors open and Isabella motioned for the woman to step inside with her. Inside it seemed to be a large rotunda. Black marble walls that stretched up high to a closed ceiling. In the center a single fountain that bubbled with a dark liquid.