[color=39b54a][h1]Cyrus grove Enson, King of Woodgrove[/h1][/color]
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Cyrus heard running towards the wooden doors of the training hall.  He had gotten use to the quick noice and identified the noise to be his son Avarice. Cyrus was right and didn't flinch as Avarice barreled through the door and topped over to land right in front of him. When Avarice was small he would always fall down but he would pick him self up, just like him. Cyrus looked at his son with a little bit of amusement dancing in his eyes as he said. [color=39b54a] "Avarice come on and get off the floor. It seems you always make it there and never learn."[/color] Cyrus stood up and walked around his son and towards the table with daggers. He then turns to look at Avarice and asks, [color=39b54a]"Where is Levi?"[/color] Levi seemed to be off his game. He usually was here first but he seems distracted and more secretive then usual. Cyrus was not stupid and he knew for a fact tyat Levi wanted his throne and he certainly didn't like the way he rolled. Today he got wind that Levi was screaming and attacking a tree and was shouting 'father'. Hopefully he get here so Cyrus could show him what he's up against as usual.

[color=ed1c24][h1]Catherine Lillasteen, the assassin
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Catherine walked at a calm pase out of the kitchen and down the halls, noting every little detail. Shs often does this to make sure she isn't being followed or just to gain information. On her left was windows and on her right rooms beyond rooms. The rooms doors where wooden but when she came across a door with huge wooden doors, she was eminently wanting to check it our. Catherine slowly moved to the big door and was about to open it when suddenly she hears someone running towards her. She quickly looks to her left to see a open window and sets at it's eage. She slids down and holds on tightly as she lowers her head so her eyes and her fingers where showings. She then looks over to spot Avary barging into a room with the huge wooden door, before she has time to look into the room she begins to lose her grip. She gritts her teeth as she heaves herself into the castle without a sound. She slowly walks twards the door and pears inside to see Aavary sprawled on the floor and the King. Catherine smirked and back away from the door and continues on her way towards her room.