A chilly night had set in, the moonlight the only means of sight upon the paths leading to the small town. A traditional town, this place was full of thieves and scoundrels who'd most likely be locked up for the crimes they commit. Regardless of the minor stuff, there was one person who definitely stood out in a crowd. Eisner Cerei, a famed assassin who answered only to the one known as Instigator. It seemed that the man on the other end of the phone wished to begin a warm but there was so much information missing that it was hard to interpret. The woman walked along in black, reflecting on the crimes she commits. Carving scalps off and severing limbs, she was truly the worst of the lot. Even then, it could be said that some found her... Oddly attractive. For an assassin, she was trained young. Six years on, and here she stood, before the bar she would inevitably regret entering. The mark on the left side of her lips was made in this place, and while she may or may not have held a grudge all of this time, the people of this bar hardly knew her in this current state. Sure, it was shown upon the news that there was an assassin on the loose, but never did anyone anticipate that it was the lowly girl who hacked the ear of a man off while proceeding to bite parts of his face off. Eisner strolled in casually, exchanging greetings with the security at the door. Seating herself down at the bar, she ordered a hard drink, something to almost knock the wind out of her, just for something to do. This woman took no chances when it came to her job, and sometimes one had to have the reality bent out of them to remain sane. Regardless, she watched the TV, waiting for that famous report which would either blow her position, or at least cause some conversation to stir.