Given a great deal of creative freedom towards this, Vyra was worried about all of it. How would she know that he was dead, was he supposed to be killed? Were there not better options? As bad as she felt towards the idea, she hated the idea of Alisa finding out that she had been a petty thief even more. After following and watching the man for a time, she waited until he arrived as some poor hotel far off in the worse parts of Hargeon. After a short time, she made sure to sneak in when he was not aware and then proceeded to push him down a flight of stairs. Nothing fancy, nothing special, but it was something that was clean, quick, and would not be easily tied to her. Even if someone had come to think that they saw Vyra, already there were no shortage of fake alibies set up to give her absolute protection, beyond what Alisa was capable of doing by just her name. It was fullproof, and though she felt awful about it, the reward that she got, and the insurance of her crimes not being revealed, were good in their own right.
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