Enarrion followed the other girl down the spiral, paying little mind to her new companions.  Once she reached her destination, she read the words written on the parchment.  "Assassins, hm?"  She frowned slightly, having a great dislike for assassins.  "Tch.  Cowards."  She drew her sword, testing the edge.  As always, it was razor sharp.  "We'll take care of them."