Salespeople stood at their vendors shouting, claiming that their prices on various items were better than other vendors. People everywhere were walking from one destination to another, some carrying screaming babies. Others chatting with family or friends. I however was alone...alone and on a mission. Everyday you could see villagers suffering. The king of this once beloved Kingdom was overtaxing everyone. Leaving people starving and on the streets. I belong to the S.S.O.A. the Secret Society Of Assassins, where we properly give everyone the freedom they deserve. Making sure that no man, or woman used any power they obtained for greed. My name was Elizabeth Swanson. It was hard taking down someone of so much power, it's a slow, tricky process that takes years. If you do it so suddenly then riots will break out, random killings, thievery, buildings burning, that sort of thing. Our kind needed to be sneaky and flawless. My target was right in front of me, he was a sad drunk who babbled a lot...the same man who witnessed a murder that happened with one of my fellow assassins. It was time to kill.