The Proper Role-Play

I walk back into my camp.
Looking at everyone walking around aimlessly I shout, "The cat has been acting suspicious lately, I want 5 people to follow her around."
I get the five people, and tell them who Tess is, and where she lives.
 
I exited Tess' mind. Being a djinni, I could invade the mind. I could see what someone saw, feel what someone felt, look at someones thoughts, and speak into someones mind. I had saw everything she did. My immediate conclusion: She was an assassin.
 
After having lied down on the couch for so long, I decide it's time to move. I get up, my foot still injured but repaired enough to walk on, and move out of the camp. I slink out into the snowy forests, and walk for a long time.
 
“Erethl Tess. Aro No Visibilitious.” I whispered, teleporting to Tess invisible.
She didn't even flinch.
She couldn't smell me or see me. Not even hear me.
 
I finally approach an encampment, hidden under a low canopy. Figures, their faces wrapped in dark cloth, run to their weapons. Swords are drawn, arrows are knocked.
"Stop! It's me! Damon Silvertongue!"
I quickly raise my hands in the air to signal my coming in peace.
 
I look around and step beside a tree, a citizen walking by. I step behind him and continue on my way. "Hmm... He should be here any minute. I should hide." I whisper after a few minutes if walking.
 
I run around town, searching for Alek.
I don't find him anywhere. I keep looking, I need to talk to him!
I walk up to Tess's house, and see cat footprints running from the window down onto the ground, across the lawn, and into the street, where the footprints end.
After looking for another 10 minutes I find Alek. "Tess has been acting very suspicious, is this a false trail, or is something really happening?" I ask.
 
I hide in the shadows and sit down. Testing my sleeve blade I earned a few days ago, given to me for this one purpose. He's Here! I think and wait till he passes by. The man continues looking over his shoulder, terrified. I grin and step behind him as he looks ahead and as he looks back I switch to the front and grabs his shirt as he turns back around
 
A figure steps out from one of the tents. He wears furs and cloths fit for a king, yet he has a great, unkept beard falling to his waist. He is almost human, save for the curved horns that crown his head. He raises his hands and motions to his soldiers to stand down.
"Damón!" He cried, in a thick, nordic accent, "It's been a long time, my brother."
 
The man looks at me in shock as I put my hand to his throat and twitch my Arm so the sleeve blade slices through his throat. I lay him on the ground and whisper "GoodBye, fellow student, for you have betrayed us, yet will always be remembered for your good deeds."
 
I watch as he quickly dies and I close his eyes, pick him up and walks to a graveyard behind a large house. "Here you are." I mutter as I look down at an already dug grave and I lower him slowly." I look around and start pudding dirt into the hole with a shovel beside the grave.
 
Not to intrude but can I start over? Since feather keeps deleting my wall posts and not answering anything I had to post here (sorry)
 
I start looking for Alekandre again. Where could he be? While looking through the town I see a riot.
I start pushing through the crowd to see what it is.
 
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