A man with messy black hair aparated onto the manor's lawn. He was in his mid 40s and looked like he could use a good shave. He was covered in blood and his right arm hung limply at his side.<br/><br/>His name was irrelevant. He was simply recognized as one of the more "expendable" members.<br/><br/>"i've.......got..........bad....news........" He gasped before passing out.