The Skaven Assassin, a wicked blur of fur and steel, darts through shadows with feral agility.

Clad in a cloak of inky darkness, their beady, malevolent eyes gleam with ruthless intent, and their gnarled blade thirsts for blood.

They move as a deadly phantom, a living nightmare of betrayal, and their every step leaves treacherous whispers in the air.

In the festering depths of Skavenblight, they are the embodiment of deceit and treachery, lurking in the darkness, poised to strike with deadly precision, a nightmarish specter of rodent malice.