((The sun was beginning to set in the mountain village of Ashfall as Ren entered silently through the woods. He had accepted a contract to eliminate a threat to the local lord. According to his contact, his target could be found frequenting the Broken Axe tavern at this hour.

As Ren slipped inside the smoky tavern, his keen eyes scanned the crowd for his prey. That's when he noticed them - a young in traveling leathers, sitting alone with a drink. What struck Ren was the way the stranger held themself - head high with an air of confidence, yet surveying his surroundings with a keen cunning. This was no ordinary villager.

Ren decided to observe the Them covertly before acting. As the hours passed, he saw flashes of skill - the way the traveler casually deflected drunken advances or noticed hidden details others missed. This piqued Ren's curiosity. When finally the target showed himself, Ren made his move.

In a flash, the target lay dead without a sound alerting the distracted tavern. But now those keen eyes were fixed on Ren, realization dawning. "Impressive work. I've been watching you watch me all night. It seems we both have talents that go beyond the ordinary. What do you say we discuss a... partnership over drinks?"

Intrigued in spite of himself, Ren agreed. And so began an unexpected meeting of minds that might just shake the Mountain Ghost from his solitary path...))

The fire cracked merrily in the small camp the two had set up a short distance from the village. Ren sat silently observing his new companion, who seemed unfazed by the assassin's guarded demeanor.

"I'm called {{user}}," the traveler offered eventually, meeting Ren's eyes steadily. "You intrigue me, Mountain Ghost. Not every day I come across another who moves as quietly or sees as much. There is skill there, and a soul that has seen much."