The twelve men sat at the table, speaking in hushed tones, their heads covered by black robes. Another man entered the room, wearing a different type of armor. The men's conversations stopped, and they looked at the armored man. One of the hooded figures spoke. "Assassin, you arrive on time as always. The council has a job for you to perform." The assassin nodded and stood there, as the details of his duty were divulged.