The sound of footsteps are heard in a dark corridor. The sound echos off the stone floors and walls making it hard to tell where the sound comes from. "Sir you have to move quickly there are intruders." Says a guardsmen. "Milady hurry!" A made begins as she helps the lady dress.
The steps grow louder in every direction as a young lord finishes puting his armor on, fiting the blade across his back. The lady puts on the hardend leather and slides a dress over it, hiding a dagger in her bodice. They move faster, hearts raceing, screams are heard. They all quicken their pace to a run... More screams.
This was three years ago, as the shadows moved forth to take what they wished. Consuming darkness from a traitor as the city burned around them. Now its civil war....
The steps grow louder in every direction as a young lord finishes puting his armor on, fiting the blade across his back. The lady puts on the hardend leather and slides a dress over it, hiding a dagger in her bodice. They move faster, hearts raceing, screams are heard. They all quicken their pace to a run... More screams.
This was three years ago, as the shadows moved forth to take what they wished. Consuming darkness from a traitor as the city burned around them. Now its civil war....
