Ramiel sighed and wiped his blade in the grass. That wouldn't remove the blood and well...he didn't want to leave his sword dirty now did he? Setting the sword against a tree momentairily he searched for a cloth in one of his pockets. "There we go!" He said his face lighting up with a wicked smile. Gleefuly he set to work cleaning off the remaining blood. He looked down at the body of the assasin that lay at his feet and shook his head. 'You were supposed to be hard to kill my friend. Impossible in fact. Everything I've heard about you said you were one of the best. One of the fastest. Not so fast now are we. Ramiel sighed. "And all this time I thought you would give me a challenge. Pity you went down so fast. I was looking forward to a fight. Although I guess if you had fought you may have actually hit me and left a mark. And we couldn't have that. I must always appear perfect or as a diplomat of my status people would ask questions. And I don't want to answer questions." Ramiel finished cleaning his sword and slid it into its rightful spot at his side. With a final smile at the dead assasin he nodded "I bid you adieu my friend." and with that Ramiel was headed off torwards his home. Ramile sighed to himself as he started off. He woul have to be traveling soon. he had an important meeting he needed to attend in another town and he hoped that while he was there...he may be able to remove yet another piece of dirt from the earth. Another assasin. And with any luck the next one would present a challenge. He was getting bored of being able to kill then with one swipe of the sword. He wanted excitment. And he would look for it too.

(( Is it overly creepy that I'm having him talk to a person he just killed. he's sorta demented that way...))