Ralethrok looked at the old master with an interrogative look, he wasn't sure what to think so he got off the stage and started walking to his table that was at the other end of the room. While he passed by some of the Elves stared at him and then began to whisper to each other. At that point the young elf couldn't take it anymore so he passed by his table and went out of the room, headed for his quarters. As he was walking to his room Ralethrok felt like he was being followed but, following his training, he didn't go any faster or any slower but started listening. When he was absolutely sure that someone was following him, he suddenly he spun around but no one was there and the elf was sure that he was far enough from any hiding places so he could see his follower before he got somewhere to hide. This was really weird Ralethrok didn't understand, he stayed standing there in the middle of the hallway, listening. All of a sudden he heard a whissling noise and just in time for him to dodge the dagger that was thrown at him out of thin air. He understood his stalker was invisible and whoever it was that person wanted him dead. Ralethrok unsheathed his greatsword and got into a battle stance then he closed his eyes and concentrated on the sounds of his ennemy, his training as a swordmaster was going to become handy right now. The wheat-haired elf heard some words and then the sound of a person falling to the ground so he opened his eyes and saw his old master with his palm towards him and on the ground between them the lifeless body of what looked like the mis in between an man and a lizard. The old master walked up to Ralethrok.
  "Are you alright my student."Said the master.
Ralethrok noded and said."What is that?"
The master chuckled."That my aprentice is a bestman assassin."His expressions turned dark."I didn't think they would already know... Ralethrok go back to your room and do not let anyone in until I send for you, the person who will go will knock three times one long, one short then a long again.
  Ralethrok, who was used to listening to orders replied." yes sir."

The young elf sheathed his sword, went to his room and barred his door. He stayed there waiting for the person who would come and bring him to the master.