Fog rose from the forest, like the tendils of some misty beast, the mangrove trees forming a cage in the brackish water. A figure jumped from tree to tree, clad entirely in a black cloak of dragon scales, and a rapier in her right hand. She jumped back down to her group of companions, who were sitting at camp.<br/>The figure was Jessica "Dragonlily" Hiroki, theif, sadist, and mistress of illusion. "So the castle has a guard shift of fourty men and there are three shifts, plus a platoon of the kings knights. In other words, nothing big!" She giggled and pointed, hopping up and down with almost childish excitement. "Come on, they should be discovering the gaurd i killed about now and i wanna see their faces!"