It was a cold, damp night in the town of Bree, the thieves were out, the drunks returning home and the guards out on watch. Merthan wandered the path heading to the North of Bree until he reached the inn of the Prancing Pony, his stay there would be very short indeed. The inn stank of Ale and Cider, smoke and the stench of dog and sweat, there were Men sat at all corners and tables of the common room, the regualrs were singing and dancing, the strangers were keeping to themselves.
Merthan wandered from room to room in the back of the inn until he found a Woman sitting by the fire, he bent a knee beside the Woman and whispered into her ear "I know where to find Ildorir" he spoke with a nervous and uneasy tone. The Woman did not speak back, only stood and motioned for the young lord to follow.
They walked at a fierce pace, keeping a distance between one another, down and down they went, the hill never seeming to even out. As they reached the stables the mounted two horses for hire and set out to the homesteads, unseen..Or so they thought, a hooded figure had followed them from the Inn and was now following them out into the homesteads, always keeping to the shadows.
As they reached a house in the Towerfold area of the homesteads they were stopped by the hooded figure and harsh words were exchanged between the young lord and the cloaked Man. As the argument raged on the hooded figure uncloaked himself, revealing to be Emreg, a Lord's bastard from Rohan who Merthan has wronged more than once, without saying a word the Bastard drew his great two handed sword from his back, the blade glinting off the moonlight, as the steel was drawn the young Woman ran to her house leaving Merthan to the wrath of this Man.
Steel was drawn by Merthan and the battle began, steel clattered in the night, only stopped by the sound of flesh being beaten. Stanis stepped forward swinging his sword high in the air at the Man, Emreg dashed to his right and with a sudden swing of his sword he took the lord's leg clean off, the cries of pain were as lound and as terrifying as any you would expect to hear. The screams of pain continued for a while longer before there was a light thud and the screaming had stopped dead.
