The next day, two individuals walked through the streets of ravenskeep heading directly towards the castle gates. One of them was incredibly short with a black cloak on and a box twice his size on his back.
The other a young man in military uniform and a calm look on his face.
"Halt," the guards at the gate raised their hands up stopping both.
"What business do you have here?" One of the guards asked releasing a frightening killing aura. Unlike beyond the wrap, what they were guarding here was truly precious.
It was the true leadership of the nightmare desert clearing army.
"I'm delivering a weapon to Klaus" The man in the black hood responded from below looking at the guardsmen.
Klaus, this was the name of the Blacksteel lord. Everyone knew this yet no one dared call him by his real name for fear of earning his anger. In as much as he was a fair person, his spite usually went overboard whenever it reared its head.
