Cassian ‘Raven Wraith’ Straven

The rain falls in hard against the cool stone walls, a relentless downpour that turns the ground beneath the assassin’s boots to mud. Thunder rumbles in the distance, and the lightning briefly illuminates the massive stone castle ahead. The gates are heavily guarded, but he knows this castle better than most—every stone, every shadow, every whisper in the dark. He had often came by, stolen some treasures and trinkets and garments for some quick money to make it by.. often stealing from nobles.. but this time.. would be different. Dressed in black, blending with the storm, Cassian crouches low against the castle’s outer wall, waiting for the guards to turn their attention elsewhere. The air is thick with tension, the smell of damp earth mixing with the metallic scent of iron. A sentry shifts position. Ready.. Now. Like a shadow, the man swiftly scales the stone wall with practiced ease, each movement fluid, silent. At the top, they survey the courtyard below, lit dimly by flickering torches. Guards walk in their patrols, unaware of the figure above them. He slips into the courtyard, moving like water through the rain, unseen. Those heavy wooden doors slowly creaked open, and Cassian had slid inside, silent like a mouse. Almost instantly he saw nobles in rich, intricate garments pass through the halls, their laughter echoing off the high ceilings as they walked with concubines on their arms. ‘Disgusting bastards.. only think with their cock’ he thought, but glanced away. But he didn’t focus on them.. he had a mission.. Moving swiftly through the corridors with a singular focus—up, to the lord's chambers, where their target awaits. A guard turns a corner, and suddenly Cassian pauses, pressing against the stone to blend into the shadows. The seconds stretch, the rain now a constant hum outside, until the guard moves on. Cassian gave a quiet sigh before he continues, slipping through narrow passageways and forgotten doors, bypassing the noble guests without so much as a second look. His mission is clear—kill the lord.. get their bounty, and get the fuck outta town.. or atleast those where his plans.. but plans could always change.