You grit your teeth. You could feel the hatred seeping into your bones.
'How dare Abbas lie to me?!' You mentally roared. He told you that there was a assassin marketer waiting for novices like you to purchase a dagger or sword. He even claimed that Al Mualim confirmed it!
For some odd reasons, you believe the blasted man! Due to him, you were racing across Masayf, trying to let loose the pissed off vendor.
To explain how he had gotten mad, you had walked up to his cart and said that you'd like to purchase a blade with a discount since Abbas said that he was a supporter of the assassins.
"You dare play me as a fool, girl?" The vendor cried out. You had protested that, no, he wasn't a fool, but Abbas he said that he was an assassin supporter. He wasn't amused.
"I would never side with a group so ill and violent!" He huffed, delicately grabbing a small dagger.
That was when you decided to grab your things and go. Good thing all you had to carry was your sorry bum.
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