Sheidinhal Ulidilei, streets of Artis, Praelium
Sheid licked his salty lips, the smell of the dead was still in the air, he opened his mouth to speak
"we...""WE ARE ROYAL ENVOYS EN ROUTE TO THE CAPITAL OF PRAELIUM, WE BEAR LETTERS FROM THE HIGH KING HIMSELF!" Interrupted one of the Saldoman Knights, he wore a helmet which echoed his words throughout the street, Sheid tossed him an annoyed look and approached Holden. He pulled to a stop a few meters away and scratched the back of his head.
"we saw the encounter with the dead so we came to investigate, It appears we were not needed... what my friend there said was true, I am an envoy of high king Ordo Dramaghas and I bring messages directly from him., Sheid pulled from his pouch a letter and seal, his "seal of aproval".
unknown, rooftops of Artis port, Praelium
She stood and stared, hood down below her eyes, a dagger in hand, behind her many others, all hooded, all deadly, they dropped down and encircled the street whilst hidden.
"Die.", they began their attack.