Hytorax

[Arat-Falathion]

"I thought you had this all figured already..." Glimdrell said with a sigh and stepped down from his horse. "It isn't easy to enter a fortress, a city surrounded by high walls, designed to keep unfriendlies out, -if one isn't welcomed..." A sudden change in the elfs face caught Hruads attention. The elf had gotten an half evil smile on his face, as if he had an idea.

"So you meen that we need to be welcomed in order to enter?" Hruad motioned. "Indeed yes," Glimdrell replyed. "That, or being captured..." Hruad shook his head.

"Anyway, I take on my shoulders to scout out the surroundings this night. I'll see if I can find any hints on how to get in..." Glimdrell motioned into the shadows even before anyone had time to reply or argue, and he was gone...