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Not against it... I walk up to the counter and order some wine... Suddenly, I see an Assassin hiding from the crowd... It occurs to me that this is the same Assassin who threw the dart at me (it was an Assassin's dart; they are easily distinguished by their patterns)... I leave the counter and follow him... He increases his pace... Then he starts running... Instead of chasing him, I head towards the city gates to leave...