HFPE Faron Plot:
Yuriel walks casually into the forum. It's not every day one sees a forum, especially not in a nation as advanced as this. In fact, he'd thought them gone by the end of the Roman era.
But here he was, in R'ni's communal forum, hearing the present citizens' representative orate at length about the present state of the company and how their shares should be utilised.
What the assassin was more interested in, however, was more interested in how he moved. He was mentally mapping this man, preparing the mental image he would need to assume the people's representative's identity.
Finally, as the man stepped down from his platform, Yuriel stepped forward.
"A powerful speech. I was most impressed by the strength of your oration."
The man looked Yuriel over, not recognising him. Still, he was never one to shy away from blowing his own horn.
"I thought so, yes. You see, the people need strong, powerful leadership. We need to make ourselves heard, to prove-"
He got no further. A knife across the throat, then flat against floor of the alleyway, in the shadow of a building. Said shadow consumed him (and all evidence, might I add), and the body resurfaced in Faron's present hideout.
Retrieving his BioMorph Gun, Yuriel of Light assumed the man's identity, and headed back into the forum. He had a crowd to sway.
End HFPE
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