Assassin one-on-one ((closed, please stalk))

In our story, our two characters work for the same guild. They resent each other and can’t help but hate the other. It’s always a constant battle between the two of them to see who is the best and impress their leader, Thranion, better then the other.
Thranion, knowing they hate each other, deliberately puts them on missions together, makes them train together. Partners, is one word for it.
Eventually they’ll end up falling in love such and such.

This world does have magic, creatures out of the ordinary and is rulled by a King who sends all magic users to the executioner. He will torture anyone who knows anything about magic before killing them or sometimes straight out kill them.

Rules

• Rated uh… MA for violence
• lgbt+ is allowed if wanted
• Any intimate scenes will be taken to pm or skipped if you want too (if they do happen)
• Correct grammer is appreciated
• Please, please, please be committed and don’t let this die. I’ve been in so many one-on-ones and they have died out and I really don’t want that to happen. If you aren’t going to respond, then please don’t join

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Age: (preferably anywhere between 19 and 23)
Gender:
Sexuality:
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Sure thing!

That works since I’ve got a male character which is good for this type of thing.

Alrighty.

Name: Andion Rurrow
Age: 22
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Magic: none that he knows of
Appearance: https://pin.it/ksomdll6xmersz - he has a scar across his left eye the travel down to half way down his cheek.
Personality: appears cold hearted, ruthless and cunning but inside if he cares about someone he will go to the ends of the earth for them and protect them always, loyal to his guild, merciless and emotionless at times,
Prefered weapons: daggers or swords- he always keeps his sword, Pryvlyn on him at all times.
Likes: peace and quiet, fighting, being alone, his work, reading
dislikes: people, the heat
Other: his family abandoned him when he was little because they did not want another child, he knew that he had an older brother and sister but now has a burning hatred for them because they let his parents leave him at the guild.

She’s great! But I forget to mention this is like a fantasy world where they don’t have guns and all that, it’s medieval times

Thank you

Alright, cool. I’ll write a starter

It was a nice day for the middle of winter. The sun shone brightly over the training rings but gave no warmth. The breeze that blew was icy and bitter, nipping at any bare skin it could find. Although Andion didn’t care. He’d been training for a couple hours already and was slick with sweat and was feeling quite warm because of the training. He had a mission tonight, sadly with the one person he hated, Blaine, and needed to keep his strength up for it.

(That’s fine)

Andion sighed and removed his shirt as it was sticking to his skin and threw another dagger at the dummy.

“Why? Why? Why?” He muttered as he through another dagger, “Thranion is doing it on purpose now, I know it.”

It was then when a taller, muscular figure came up behind her. He had dark red hair, and piercing blue eyes. Thranion, the leader of the guild.

“Blaine. I need you to find Andion and bring him to my office, we need to discuss your mission tonight.” He said, his voice light hearted for a man who ran a league of assassins, and was a fighter himself.

He nodded and gave a half smile.

“Good, be quick. We have matters to discuss.”

And with that he turned on his heel and walked down the winding halls on the guild, towards his office where he would be waiting for them both.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid.” He chucked two daggers at once before before walking to the dummy and pulling him out. His shirt lay in the dirt and he cursed at how dirty it now was.

Andion half turned to her as he picked up his shirt from the floor.

“No shit. What do you want?”

“Alright then.” He threw his shirt over his shoulder and gave a mocking bow, “After you, Lady. Oh, wait. You’re not one.” He then proceeded to walk to Thranion’s office.