She creeps through the night
With a dagger in her hand
Her reputation far and wide
Unmatched by any man
Her name strikes fear
Into the hearts of noble folk
She is known as the Vollstrecker
and tonight she kills again
known for her crimes
in the streets of caromond
made a name for herself
by killing the crown prince
Orphaned and abandoned
abused by the streets
she grew up only knowing
lies and deceit
soon to be found
by the shadow cult
became an apprentice
learned to kill is to grow
quick came her first mission
to slaughter politicians
killing was her outlet
for sadness hate and rage
emotionelly scarred
obsessed with her craft
no room for love
in her black crusty heart
eying her target
she knows what to do
Dropping down from the rooftops
Eager for the kill
She coats her blade in poison
And waits now standing still
A man walks down the ally
And screams out in surprise
As her dagger cuts his throat
In a single slice
the blood pours out
of his wound
the man falls down
realizing his doom
And yet again
another one dead
spend is his time
living a life she never had