"To start with, I shouldn't question you yet… but I should tell you something. Something about my family."
"You mean your brother?"
"Well, no. Yes, but no. We don't actually have a family name to the public. Originally, we were assassins. Trained from childhood to eliminate particular targets. While remaining undetected before the opportunity presented itself."
As if she'd said nothing more unusual than that the sky above them was violet, which it was, Elua turned back to her sigilry. Such a revelation might amaze or dismay someone that grew up in the modern times… but the illusionist had seen and dealt with such people more times in her past than all the conversation time she'd ever had with this woman.
"I'm not surprised the practice kept its roots dug in somewhere. There are still records and artifacts related to your line of work in the world. That means it is likely someone preserved them."
