The cover of darkness forecast over the small island of Acio. The cool breeze flowing forth from the vast ocean water chilled the air during the twilight hours, riding the tropical humidity from the islands.
Upon the dimly lit harbor hide Joss. Joss was a Mashoo agent/ privateer and he had been given the assignment to assassinate the Oneir Twins.
Jon and Jackal Oneir were two of the fiercest pirates in the South Eastern Sea.
Jackal hopped from the deck of his Schooner and landed upon the old splintery wood of the harbor.
"Ah, finally on land." He announced
Jackal stood at about six feet tall, he had a scar on the side of his face, and messy black hair.
Stepping down from the ship's deck was his brother Jon.
Jon stood at the same height, he had an eyepatch and the one eye that was visible was a lazy eye.
"Finally in Acio. Tell me brother, where's the contact?" Jon questioned
"He requested that we meet him in the Drunken Sailors' bar." Jackal answered
"Lead the way."
The two men began to walk along the harbor towards their destination.
"Better follow them, and find out who this contact of theirs is." Joss pondered to himself.
Joss walked behind them from a distance as they chattered about their plans.
"Now what's this I hear about you and Princess Agolala?" Jackal asked
"Nothing, she's nothing but a fancy whore." Jon answered
"A fancy whore with deep pockets and powerful friends."
"What are you getting at?"
"That you should try and cuff her, then we'll be members of high society. That way we can scheme and kill legally."
Swiftly maneuvering through the bustling streets behind them was Joss.
"Does he really think that the Aristocracy just kills with impunity? How dense can one be." Joss thought to himself.
Eventually they made it up a crowd flight of stone stairs to get to the bar.
They entered through the front door. Joss followed suit after a few moments.
Joss sat down at a dark table in the corner while the two men sat down far away. Mere moments later, a light brown skinned man sat down next to them.
"The Oneir twins, a welcome site." The man said
"Dragkin." Both the men said in embracement.
Joss's heart sank into the deep depths of his stomach.
"Dragkin, that's one of T Carlo's goons. This has been one of my greatest fears. The largest smuggling cartel teams up with the fiercest pirates. If T's teaming up with them, then Gods know what his plans for the Derzy Republic are. I have to end this." He thought to himself.
He emerged from his seat and began walking over to the men.
"So, how has T been?" Jon asked
"He's been great." Dragkin answered
"How's his wife Abbey? Is she happy? Because if she's not, I got something she can bounce on if she needs cheering up." Jackal said
The men at the table erupted into laughter.
Jackal then glanced over to see Joss standing over him.
"Who are you, mate?" He asked
Joss swiftly retrieved his dagger and implanted it into Jackal's fat neck.
Crimson blood shot out and showered Dragkin. Before the other two men could react. Joss whipped out his flintlock pistols and gave them both a round.
Both men crumbled to the ground dead. The bar went apoplectic. Joss retrieved the last thing in his pocket, a teleportation orb. He then vanished into thin air.