OOC: Can I also join?

Marco cursed, he had been sent to make sure there would be no witness to the murder and now he had to find a way to deal with at least two heavily armed and dangerous individuals. I could set the town guard on them, it would be a start, the only other options I can see are be-friending them or tracking them and I don't think being friends is an option, the woman is way too suspicious. Marco decided to track them if they got close to terim he would be able to call on a far bigger force than the petty town guard. Gathering up his supplies Marco started his way around the roofs of the houses hoping to get close enough to easily over-hear their words.

OOC: Since this has a lot to do with an assassination, why not the master fo the crafy himself, Heiram?

IC:
Heiram sat on the roof of the shack. He watched anxiously as the woman, the large man, as well as the murdurer himself walked. Heiram was in his clouded leopard and was easily mistaken for a pet cat, or even a stray by most of the city-goers, so it was more than safe enough. He walked to the edge of the shask, then, with cat-like agility leapt off of it and landed perfectly on all four feet. He purred slightly and walked toward the man and woman, he avoided the other man, he had seen him somewhere before and had just seen him kill, he could be a threat. He walked closer to the woman and hissed slightly as he came within two feet of her. He moved warily around her as if asking for scraps, however he was, in reality looking for the best place to jump on her and kill her with one swift bite from his razor sharp canine teeth.

Marco was annoyed things weren't going to plan, there wasn't supposed to be any witnesses. He had been just in time to hear that the female wasn't human, considering that it wasn't likely that the male was either. Marco was going to need a lot of help or luck.
As soon as he came to that conclusion Marco contacted the agents involved in the murder earlier. Via mind-talk he ordered them to seek help for the mission from the governor of Terim, if the governor wouldn't collaborate Marco told them to threaten to contact Galbatorix. Marco knew that Terim's governor was a coward and would immediately grant them access to troops under such a dire threat.
Marco moved his attention away from the two non-humans and back to body, his men had forgotten to search it for the item, that was the main objective of the mission. Marco was outraged, he again contacted the agents, this time he ordered them to send the town guard to the scene of the murder, berating them for their mistakes could wait. The time for stealth had gone he had to try and rescue the mission from mess that it found itself in. Marco jumped down to the street breaking his fall with a roll. He walked towards the hiding place of the body, he didn't think he'd have any trouble one look at him and most people would think twice before even saying hello.

OOC: I just thought I should clear this up. Marco is not one of the people snare saw at the beginning. at that time he was on a roof watching the entire event. The murderers are agents working for the empire who are under Marco's command.

OOC: Silver you do know it's your turn.

Marco cursed, he was too late, the woman he had spied on early had beat him back to the body and had retrieved the note. Normally that would have been the end of it but this was the empire, it was his home turf and Galbatorix's soldiers had arrived. They had just turned around a corner a group of twelve lead by a captain named Whitebeard, a nickname of course, Marco had met him early when he entered the town. Marco shouted "Captain, I require you assistance in killing this varden scum." he pointed over at the strange looking women and the boy she was now standing beside. Captain Whitebeard ordered his men to draw swords and advance. Marco drew his sword and quickly closed the gap between himself and the boy, as soon as Marco was in range he slashed his sword at the boy's head. One of the faster soldier arrived immediately after Marco and attempted to spear the strange women on his sword.

OOC: Sorry, I meant woman.

OOC: Silv it's your turn.

OOC: Umm, I think we should skip her. She is obviously not going to post.

OOC: It is Aluminum's turn, then mine, then CDG, then Red, then your turn again.

OOC: should i just assume that arrow blocked my sword thrust and then ran away as the alternative to him dying.

OOC: I'll take that as a yes.

IC: Marco cursed the pair had gotten away however he reflected that they wouldn't get far all of the exits to the town were being watched and he would be summoned at even the slightest sign of trouble. The soldiers around Marco started to disperse a gathering crowd which didn't much take effort as most people were scared out of their wits and could only stare at the corpse of the dead soldier. Marco climbed a nearby house thinking that he could more easily navigate the town from the rooftops.