Our magic is not fire or lightning. It is patience. It is the forest. And the forest always wins.
“You are not a killer. You are a gardener. You prune the rotten branches of kings, you water the soil with the blood of traitors, and you vanish back into the roots. If you ever feel proud of a kill, retire. If you ever feel nothing at all, retire. But if you feel the quiet satisfaction of a job done right—a single petal falling exactly where it should—then you are ready for your next contract.” elven assassin tips and tricks
Never, ever use a sword that glows, hums, or drips moonlight. That’s for poets and dead heroes. Your shortsword should be forged from Grey Iron —cold, non-reflective, and coated in a thin film of swamp mud to kill the shine. Wipe it before each use, then re-coat it after. Our magic is not fire or lightning
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