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Felix: Remember me, Barrindar?
Ili: Hmmm….not particularily. So, who did I kill? Sister, brother, mother, father, child?
Felix: You killed my wife, Barrindar. Three years ago.
Ili: Oh I remember you. Felix Stone. Paladin order. Something to do with Tyr. And now you want justice. And, by the looks of it, even undergone a significant amount of rogue training to get it. Hoping to beat me at my own game. Very clever.
Felix: *angry look* You’ll pay.
Ili: Cash or check? It doesn’t matter. You have all the time in the world to get rid of me. Look at me. I’m exhausted. I’ve been killing people all day. I wouldn’t be fast enough to get my weapons, and I’m all out of spells. I’m completely at your mercy.
Felix: So it seems.
Ili: So tell me, how did you get in? The ventilation system is too small for you to fit. You have no magic, and no one in this building would let you in. Must have been the balcony.
Felix: What balcony?
Ili: You see, there’s no door to the balcony, because they abandoned the balconies decades ago. Building thought they were costing too much. You see, there’s a couple of steps down from where the door used to be, and people kept getting drunk and falling down, thus breaking a few bones. Most of them decided to sue. That’s why this place is so rundown. Too many lawsuits. That, and there’s nothing to view. Just the other buildings. Not a great opportunity to paint a landscape. However, if something were to happen, such as a fire, it would be one of the few means of escape. They really should put the door back in. It would be easier than climbing through the window whenever I don’t wish to be seen.
Felix: Since it doesn’t matter, I bribed someone for the key. I’m not telling you who.
Ili: Fair enough. I’m surprised you didn’t take the balcony though. Surely you would have had the training to do so. And that’s a typical assassin entry.
Felix: I’m no assassin.
Ili: Yet here you stand, waiting to kill me. With my methods, no less. Your wife would be so proud.
Felix: Shut up! I swear I’ll kill you!
Ili: Which is just what she would have wanted, isn’t it? Poor little paladin. I see your type all the time. You spout again and again about justice rather than vengeance, but once someone you care for perishes, you’ll drop your vows like a dripping sack of crap. You’re no better than I am. At least I know what I do is despicable.
Felix: I’m nothing like you!
Ili: Maybe not before, but now you certainly are.
Felix: Enough! You won’t live to speak another of your lies!
*knock at the door*
Ili: And now, since I’ve been stalling for so long, my companions have begun to realize that something is wrong. If I don’t answer, they’ll break down the door within the next sixty seconds. They don’t really care about me, but they’re always concerned about a potential enemy of the order. Sure, you could kill me, but could you do it in one minute? And if you could, would you be able to escape in time? Because both of us know that you can’t possibly face ten red sisters at once.
*knock*
Ili: forty-five. Take your pick, Felix.
Felix: *sheathes his blade* We’ll continue this later. *sticks his leg out the window* Thank you so much for giving me that detailed description of an escape route. Until next time, Ilivarra. *jumps*
Ili: *waves* Say hello to your wife. *opens the door*
Kalli: *walks in* Ili, I heard voices. Are you alright?
Ili: Just an old friend. He went out the balcony.
Kalli: Ili…there is no balcony.
Ili: *hears the screams of the people below and smiles* Precisely.

Based on a spy short story I read.
Ili & Felix (c) me

Description
Felix: Remember me, Barrindar?
Ili: Hmmm….not particularily. So, who did I kill? Sister, brother, mother, father, child?
Felix: You killed my wife, Barrindar. Three years ago.
Ili: Oh I remember you. Felix Stone. Paladin order. Something to do with Tyr. And now you want justice. And, by the looks of it, even undergone a significant amount of rogue training to get it. Hoping to beat me at my own game. Very clever.
Felix: *angry look* You’ll pay.
Ili: Cash or check? It doesn’t matter. You have all the time in the world to get rid of me. Look at me. I’m exhausted. I’ve been killing people all day. I wouldn’t be fast enough to get my weapons, and I’m all out of spells. I’m completely at your mercy.
Felix: So it seems.
Ili: So tell me, how did you get in? The ventilation system is too small for you to fit. You have no magic, and no one in this building would let you in. Must have been the balcony.
Felix: What balcony?
Ili: You see, there’s no door to the balcony, because they abandoned the balconies decades ago. Building thought they were costing too much. You see, there’s a couple of steps down from where the door used to be, and people kept getting drunk and falling down, thus breaking a few bones. Most of them decided to sue. That’s why this place is so rundown. Too many lawsuits. That, and there’s nothing to view. Just the other buildings. Not a great opportunity to paint a landscape. However, if something were to happen, such as a fire, it would be one of the few means of escape. They really should put the door back in. It would be easier than climbing through the window whenever I don’t wish to be seen.
Felix: Since it doesn’t matter, I bribed someone for the key. I’m not telling you who.
Ili: Fair enough. I’m surprised you didn’t take the balcony though. Surely you would have had the training to do so. And that’s a typical assassin entry.
Felix: I’m no assassin.
Ili: Yet here you stand, waiting to kill me. With my methods, no less. Your wife would be so proud.
Felix: Shut up! I swear I’ll kill you!
Ili: Which is just what she would have wanted, isn’t it? Poor little paladin. I see your type all the time. You spout again and again about justice rather than vengeance, but once someone you care for perishes, you’ll drop your vows like a dripping sack of crap. You’re no better than I am. At least I know what I do is despicable.
Felix: I’m nothing like you!
Ili: Maybe not before, but now you certainly are.
Felix: Enough! You won’t live to speak another of your lies!
*knock at the door*
Ili: And now, since I’ve been stalling for so long, my companions have begun to realize that something is wrong. If I don’t answer, they’ll break down the door within the next sixty seconds. They don’t really care about me, but they’re always concerned about a potential enemy of the order. Sure, you could kill me, but could you do it in one minute? And if you could, would you be able to escape in time? Because both of us know that you can’t possibly face ten red sisters at once.
*knock*
Ili: forty-five. Take your pick, Felix.
Felix: *sheathes his blade* We’ll continue this later. *sticks his leg out the window* Thank you so much for giving me that detailed description of an escape route. Until next time, Ilivarra. *jumps*
Ili: *waves* Say hello to your wife. *opens the door*
Kalli: *walks in* Ili, I heard voices. Are you alright?
Ili: Just an old friend. He went out the balcony.
Kalli: Ili…there is no balcony.
Ili: *hears the screams of the people below and smiles* Precisely.

Based on a spy short story I read.
Ili & Felix (c) me