Teuso Iori-ki

[*Zahir]

Basic Information
Name: Teuso Iori-Ki
Aliases: non
Gender: Male
Race: Tiefling
Age: Approx 34
Profession:
Sensei (teacher) of unarmed martial arts,
Assasin master of a lost order (no one could tale about it, as all who could, are dead already)
Languages: Common, and an unknow sub-language
Accent: None

Physical Information
Height: 5ft and a half
Weight: unknown
Body build: stringy, well trained
Skin type: ash grey
Hair style: rasta
Scars: None
Tattoos: None
Colouring:
Hair: between white and ash grey
Eyes: red, faded and blind
Skin: ash grey

Mental Information
Alignment: Lawful ?
Philosophy: 'At the end entropy will win, the great cycle must end'
Deity/Beliefs: unknown
Personality: Polite, respectfull, quiet, cold blooded

Additional Information
Gear: He wears a simple brown monk outfit, well worn, with hood, below the hood his faded, blind red eyes stares.
Jewelry: None.
Habbits/hobbies/manner: Often makes pilgrimages, and wanders from plane to plane alone. He states that he is blind, but moves with a certain confident, so hard to believe it. He has a quiet manner, often smiles humble and acts so aswell. Meditates a lot. He fights unarmed, and uses animal martial art styles, most often snake or reptile like.
General Health: His body is in perfect condition.
Favorite Drink: Fresh spring water.
Weaknesses: He is too good hearted, and often helps others, even if shouldn't act like this. Can't be soft enough, as a teacher, he is too dangerous for this profession.
Other: If he join a party, as a well disciplined and trained assasin (not shown), never let behind anyone (except, if rescue would endanger the goals of the current mission).

Relationship
Faction: Doomguard (official member)
Freinds/Contacts: Lady "Gem", Lady Kara, Drakos, Gambion


((Age updated))

[*Zahir]

Half moon passed after my last mission.

Against the fact, that the city turmoils, inter-factional intriques everywhere around me, which, to be honest, a bit disgusts me, only one person shown interest in hiring a weapon like me. It's the way of my order, it has been always before, in the old days. One contractor, many missions, still...I feel a bit useless around.

I must have patience.
My search for an own pupil ended, no way I ever will find one in Sigil, so I have to concentrate my own duty.

My duty is serve the end of the cycle.

The contractor payed well my effort with very precious information. Two major and three minor element from the so called guvners...family, rank, location, everything I need to strike down without risking to become compromised.
Althrough I won't strike them yet. I need find the connection, the opposite faction to make the better result. Those five soul shouldn't die for nothing, they will be the martyrs of a new era.
The problem with them is, that they serves the static state, they must fall, sooner or later! But it's not a simple act of sacrafise on altar of entropy. They "death" will come as answer from those, who seek "freedom". Somehow it will bring justice in injustice for anarchs. Eyes for eyes!

Anyway I can't interfere so hard into the great cycle, I should just adjust it a bit, to make sure, not stagnant in that state. The consequence will be enough to let things move again into dynamism.

In recent days I met with two interesting element. A Guardian soul in her original form, as a cat, and one from the doomguards.

[*Zahir]

The entropy will prevail...sooner, or later. Sometimes I worry about the "sooner".
Everythin' got his right timing.
Dark powers emerges in deep of Sigil. An innocent girl, an orphan's death occured, those things just happens, she reached her right state in multiverse, but....

With my partner we made our investigation, as we've heard, that Hildmore was "arrested". Gossips are never precise enough for me. For now I need him, as he need me.
The harmonium officer lady was involved also, she isn't the best, but she does her work well. With some help of Fargul, and Vale she, at last, found her path to suspect Kain.

Kain...He is just misguided, I can't blame him much, the typical way to lose a right pass to entropy. The natural way of thing can't be hasten nor emploited for his own will. I'm not sure he murdered the girl, but I can immagine.
The fact is, that he went again the arrest of the officer Kordiva.
I've been there, I've listen....I've heard his very steps of escape...for a short second I felt that would be right thing to stop him right there.
Before he has called me a fool, I can't blame him, without the right insight, I'm just a fool blind monk. Otherhand he could be a nice instrument of entropy upon Sigil, I haven't right to choose stop him by my own, So I let him escape the arrest. He walked next to me, not even let my presence known for him. His proud will become his fall one day...I'm sure, my contractor, soon will contact me to stop him, till then he can practice the art of the "one law".

[*Zahir]

Many moons passed again, and I'm still short in missions, so I decided to venture down into Calgor's depths...
I've experienced all what I wanted. The trip was almost boring. Gathering information on a race could be more exciting, but those "things" are simply enough. Althrough I've learned well their weak and blindspot, the limits of their perception and senses, even the way of moves and the noise of it. Hidden between them, walking as their shadow wasn't much pleasing for me but not fruitless.
There will be war, and war always need unseen death of warleaders and generals.

Hildmore-san made some brutish failure of discipline yesterday. Was interesting learn his way of destruction on that poor fighter like girl, who dared to walk with unsheeted weapon in the bazaar. She seemed to percept somehow my nature, and entitled me as corrupted soul and evil being.

Foolish, misguided girl is she, probably see our existence in black and white only. I ain't evil, not the slightest way, cause there isn't such things, good, evil, poor or corrupted. There is only the being and one of the many way for choice by free will. I kill indeed, without hesitation, that's true and by that, in her world I'm the "black". She would kill me if could, and would name it "white" act, but the outcome is just simple as could be...entropy. We can entitle with labels the acts of choosen path, but won't change.

Wren, "the balance" against me, my "white" brother, was a bit upset and against my guidance he tried interfere, and stop Hildmore-san, useless to say, he didn't manage to. Later we had a discussion about it. I guess he must learn much about discipline, his own code of conduct seems flawed yet, other hand he has his time to perfect it. He choose a way, and I can respect it somehow, even if it will lead him maybe crossing mine...

[*Zahir]

Somethin' happens around the city.

Lately I've got the feeling, that entropy came close, too close. The forces of multiverse plans a nice event right here, right now.
I couldn't tell what or why, but still I'm sure Sigil's sake hangs on a needle...only a bit from the end, if wrong decisions borns.

I've met last day with a nice number of alternation of my known contacts. It makes me uncomfortable a bit, since the code speaks clearly...

One contractor, one contracted, one contract allowed, limitless time...

But there are two of them, Hildmore-san, and the other, one must destroyed to make the code valid again. There is other problem with this situation, the code is exact on that matter two.

The contractor must exists and his contracts must taken untill his treason.

I can't kill him, not even If I knew which is which.
I must take one of them to the other to make the sentence.

With these very events, I managed recovered a faint memory from my past.
There was an altar, and children, tiefer then me, but I've been already blind, and my skills and senses couldn't have worked right.
I don't even know how many of us were there, nor who they were, I remember, their body was almost like mine, childs. I guess they were my conquorent puppils, as I was ordered to act...

"Act, all of you, as you feel, here and now you can settle this, it's an exceptional opportunity, we need only one of you!"
And the door closed....

I'm still alive, I gues they aren't anymore. It's a bit confusing, why I remember this....and why now?
Althrough, I'm alone, I have the feeling, that I won't met my alternation like others do. I will Prey to the Evil Lord....If it's his working, then I must be very thankfull.

[*Zahir]

The garden always holds wisdom within the peace and silent.
My hours there are the hours of meditation.
The courtyard's quiet hours keeps visitors ...in respect. If I'm there, no one ask questions about my past, my mastery, the blood of hundreds on my bare hand. I'm only a gardener there, and that makes things a lot easier. Other hand, I must admit, the site can provide lot of suprises for those, who aren't ready.

Yesterday an appearation, an illusion of kind visited us, a little drowned girl. Zilvai was there also. She is the bleaker woman. She was injured already, when I've arrived to their garden. I didn't asked her, as they not used to ask me. We have had only a short theorical conversation about entropy, and the shaper. The little girl's "body" I let grounded with my rake. After a short while she has spoken some worlds for our help, then disappeared. I wonder what weight that event has, or will have.... But I guess, it would be wise keep in my mind her.

[*Zahir]

I have a plan to conquer this laizy faction, these useless brigands of so called Doomguard.
In our days, they became so weak, I can’t stand their endless ignorance for maneging the „Great Way”.

I don’t need power, nor respect, at least not this kind.

The first part. Become the part of their punny organisation…

Long before I began with the first component of my plan. „The flower of freedom”, how they call it, it grows in the garden of the bleakers, they didn’t even realised „his” presence. This flower is very rare, and precious. The seed I’ve bought in the bazaar, for 3400 pieces of jink. But it worth, because his special feats. A so small flower, a little piece of beutty, but how usefull will be for my plan. I guarded it myself day and night till now. First time I’ve met this little sweat in my monastery, years ago… The extract of the „freedom” is very potent weapon, when wise used.

[Lore: The flower of freedom is a special kind of flower, very small, and only the most experienced herbalists knows the secret of it. Looks like an ordinary little flower. The special attributes of it, that if someone steps on it, a scent will released from it, which makes every herbs in the surrondings move like a free person, and will have very potent regeneration feat too till the next fullmoon, and blessed with instinct of survival too.]

[*Zahir]

First part of my plan is done. Everythin happaned just like I've planed.

I must proceed...

Pentar, Dorian said about his amusement. I guess he did...what he will think then about the next step.
Shame, it will last longer, but we have time plenty, both of us.
Time to refresh the source about my three "white" pawn and the two rocks.
I will begin the surveilance of those unfortunate guvners, but mostly on their families, beloved ones.

[OCC: Teuso got receive precious information before, exchange for his work against anarchs. Hildmore paid him with "information", better He paid the informator who provide to the Sensei whole picture about three minor and two major guvner agents]

The plan is simple enough, those poor agents will turned or destroyed. Everyone breaks below the very preasure of loosing persons who are close.
The guvners won't manipulate ever the "Great way", never more!
But by the destruction of a faction will born new one from ashes...so we must corrupt them, show them entropy in their very belly...


I won't rule the Guvners, Pentar will...I will give him the leash...

[OOC: Teuso begins hunt those weak spots, He will watch, brcome a shadow and inspect the five and their surrondings, every step, every single breath and He will also plan the ambush. He have almost everything to prevail. Strike will come when probability reach 99%, when time comes he "turns" those elements to cells in the guvner administration.]

[*Zahir]

I'll begin tomorrow my long road, my next pilgrimage....
I don't even know to where, or when will return, if I will...

But I must retire from Sigil now, for long time.
If I ever return, then it will be different, and it's the point.

[*Zahir]

I'm returned to Sigil.
But only for one mission. In fact that is an important and difficult one, so I must concentrate again on work.
Not many time I had to cooperate with others, squad. Somehow I feel too old, too veteran for that kind of action, still It seems neccessary for success.
The contractor let me the order to talk with other elements, and I did. I'm not happy about that all, cause I know myself but not them, not enough. Otherhand I must admit, that scale of operation and target need the squad instead a loner.

Short conversation we set with the pack leader and talked thrrough some options and strategy. For now, my part is done, and I must wait for other settings, unfortunatly. Till I get the details and full plan of ambush I will keep the garden of the bleakers.

I hope that all won't last too long, cause I found the target of my new pilgrimage, and if I won't go to the hell by the will of our target, I will pay a visit on the selected prime by my own will, hopefully a long one, maybe the last one, who knows realy?!