Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170724000238/@comment-26288702-20170724015801

Guards at the gatehouse of Whitemarch, turn and face the abysmal darkness of night. They here the clopping of horse hooves against cobblestone and see the glitter of maroon flames burning in the dark. Soon a carriage strides into sight, a dark figure sitting at it's driver's seat. It is clad in black, draped in a cloak and wears a tophat.

It hands to the guards Adelaide's written letter, as proof of it's presence. The guards faithfully examine the letter for falsehoods, their eyes peering up occasionally at the beast manning the reigns of the carriage. All they can truly see, is it's breath on the cold night air, as rain pellets and drips off it's hat.