The strange man had left. Dorok stared blankly at the note he had left behind, wondering who he was.
"Stop spacing out! Open it!"
An impatient player beside him urged him on. When Dorok failed to respond, the player snatched the note, unfolded it, and read its contents aloud.
"...Between eleven and twelve tonight, Duke Rapole, currently hiding in sector C of the Noble District, will leave through Treasure Island's east gate. During his departure, he may have twelve Foot Knights and twenty-five Sword-and-Shield Fighters escorting him..."
"Holy shit, a duke and Foot Knights! This mission's pulling out all the stops!"
Another player whistled.
"Guys, we'll need to bring the Crouching Tiger Cannon to take this target down!"
"Quit interrupting!"
The player reading the note continued, his eyes widening.
"There's more! He's not the only one!"
He cleared his throat, disbelief coloring his voice:
"Target two: Count Hawk. Currently hiding in the Golden Anchor Trading Company's secret underground vault, located beneath Warehouse No. 3 in the Dock District. The entrance is concealed.
He is expected to depart via the canal between six and seven tomorrow morning aboard the Sea Fox, a fast sailing ship disguised as a merchant vessel.
His personal escort consists of eight hired Iron Ridge Crossbowmen and ten elite household guards. The vault may contain traps."
"Target three: Viscount Leonard. Extremely cautious; he has not acted together with the other nobles.
Currently hiding in the Lamprey Tavern in the Old District. Outwardly dilapidated, the tavern is actually his secret base. Its owner is a sworn retainer willing to die for him.
He plans to sneak out of the city through the Old District's complex sewer system at noon tomorrow. Four Dark Crow Assassins specializing in poison and assassination accompany him at all times. Two additional sentries disguised