Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler "Sir! We're almost there!" Taliesin Night moved his golden gaze from outside the window to the carriage driver, though he could not actually see the man through the wall. He grimaced and let out a heavy sigh. "Yes, Thank you." He replied with annoyance. He didn't want to be here. If it wasn't for the fact that his current applicant was filthy rich he likely would not be here at all. "With any luck I'll be in and out with the contract before anyone realizes I'm here." This was muttered to himself while he stared blankly up at the roof of the carriage until they pulled up in front of the most expensive inn in town, The Dragon's Breath. It was one of his old haunts and definitely not his first choice of meeting place. For the 100th time he considered just dropping the offer but he had been without work for long enough that he was about to go out of his mind in boredom. He shrugged off the thought and let himself out of the carriage. He didn't bother speaking to the driver. He simply waved him off to whatever he did in between his carriages being rented and headed inside to the front desk. The man behind the front desk gaped as he realized who was standing in front of him "Tal! You're back in town!" Tal winced. Well, there went any hopes of everyone not knowing he was in town within a half hour. "Yes, yes here I am. Don't spread it around too quickly." He reluctantly accepted the effusive handshake and gingerly retracted his hand. "You have my usual ready I assume?" Kevin, the man behind the desk, nodded enthusiastically. "It isn't under your name but-" He stopped abruptly as he realized what that meant. His excited expression schooled carefully into a noncommittal expression. "Of course, here is your key." He grabbed the key from under the counter, handed it to Tal and then hurried off to speak to another patron. "Wonderful." Tal rolled his eyes and headed up the stairs to his usual suite. There were two hours before his client would be showing up so he figured he was going to just take a nap. He stepped past his bags that had made their way up to his room and fell down face first on his large comfy bed. It was far too stressful to be back here. Tal fell asleep almost immediately but was awoken far too soon a familiar presence in his room. His eyes snapped open and he was off the bed with his sword pointing at the intruder before he was fully conscious. The silver haired man standing across from him smiled brightly, completely unworried to have the most dangerous assassin in the land pointing a sword at him. "It's been a while Taliesin." Tal frowned at him and did not shift from his ready position. "I see you enjoy using doors as much as ever father." His father's smile widened and then abruptly they were exchanging blows. The battle lasted no more than a minute and ended with Xerxes calling victory after managing a tiny slice along Tal's left hand. "And you are still as fast as ever." Tal put his sword away with a wary smile at his father. He was still on relatively good terms with this parent in theory. Unfortunately the strain between him, his mother and his brother tended to extend to strain his relationship with Xerxes as well. Namely the fact that he turned down the position as Knight that he was expected to step into and instead ran away to be an assassin. "I see that you have maintained your skill level." Tal's smile turned flat. And there they went, subtle parental disapproval at it's finest. His grip on his sword tightened and just as he was going to retort a loud banging came from the main door of the apartment. By the time he had glanced over and glanced back towards his father, Xerxes was gone. He sheathed his sword and stalked over to the door, muttering curses as he went. "What!?" He ripped the door open.