The black rider made it into a near by town where guardsmen resided, there were no wanted posters however the description was given to guards of the towns and only them as to not alert the civilians of the dangers that could be interacted by said villans of the crown.<span style="color: #FF0000">"Halt! Who goes there?!"</span>An out burst shout echoed from the entrance as the black rider approached.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFFF">"I am Rizel StormCrow, Black Scythe of the late Emperor and Guardian of the court, you are in my way...."</span>Knowing this would spring trouble, it was his intention to make himself known, for this man had lost everything he held dear, his home, his companions and worst ofall his purpose. Such a sight however of a powerful foe only caused the guardsmen to stand in awe, atop his armoured horse this being of unknown power and origin only put loyalty into prespective as no man would want to lose their life for a lost cause, that and blood decorated Rizel's armour from the previous engagment his those whom stood before him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"B-by order of of his highness I place y-you Rizel S-storm C-c-crow u-under arr-"</span>the guardsmen was shaking in his boots, his body took over his mind as he spoke with attempted authority however Rizel's horse let out a brush of a sigh with a red eye starring at the guardsman<span style="color: #00FFFF">"Let, me, pass."</span>Those words echoed in the guardsman's mind but was then shoved over as the horse burst into a canter across the middle of the town.<br/><br/>The yelling of guards ordering Rizel to stop was for a waste od their time as the rider had already vanished exiting the town as quickly as he entered, the night carried on and the moon pulled its sleepy gaze kissing the Earth's surface. The blood of Rizel's armour flickered a ruby red, the sounds of horse hoofs could be heared even from a distance. There had to be a place to stay for the night, his hose was tired as it was no mater how strong it is, everything wares its self out over time. Plus he had to clean this blood off. A fire could be seen over head that was a little off the main road perhaps those who resided there could offer some charity for the night.