The Souldeath Assassins.
"Yawn…" A long yawn resounded in the inn room. The four men gathered around a table, playing cards while waiting for Arthur to arrive.
As the clock continued ticking, they heard the sound of the lock twisting and the door opening.
Arthur removed his hood as he entered the room.
The four men dropped their cards and looked at Arthur, anticipating his words.
"The ship will leave tomorrow," Arthur said while removing the cloak.
The four men nodded.
"Is the captain trustworthy?" Xerxus asked while placing the cards on the deck.
Arthur sat on the bed, crossing his arms, "Yes, I have known him for a while. He owes me and wouldn't betray me."
Xerxus nodded, and leaned against the cold window, "We are in a finishing line, huh."
Amour tapped his finger against the table, "Unfortunately, the finishing line will be full of bumps."
"Agreed." Arthur nodded and lay down on the bed; he slowly closed his eyes, "Get rest; tomorrow will be a long day."