[Carlas]

Darkness crept over the moist ground, and a fog started to lay itself across the land, making it impossible to see. A lone figure upon a horse trotted slowly down the path, the quiet clip-clop of the hooves reverberating through the woods.

As the rider reached the summit of a small hill, he heard another horse dashing towards him down the path. He turned his horse into the bush and waited silently for the rider. As the horse and rider came into view a few feet away, the man jumped out upon his horse causing the other one to rear in fright screeching.

The man that had just come comforted his horse, trying not to fall off at the same time. He looked over at the man that had pulled out infront of him, he wore a black hood covering his face but he could tell who he was.

"Ah, you gave my horse a fright! We did not expect you to be this close already!"

The other man smiled under his hood."I move quick Aranthan, now tell me of the attack, have you found Rangar?"

Aranthan frowned. "Im sorry sir, but they were better warriors than I thought! The troops retreited. They are regrouping now, and getting ready for another attack but they will wait for your return."

The man nodded and looked about him. The fog was getting better and they needed to move quick. He kicked his horse gently in the side and they rushed off, moving through the quiet woods, like phantoms in the mist.