EowynMorwinyon

It was late when he arrived at the city.  The sun had long since set and the cool dark shadows that draped the landscape told him that it would be many hours until dawn.  He had chosen this time to enter, hoping that his arrival would go unnoticed by all save the one he sought, and had waited, clothed in the dim colors of dusk, until now.  A rare quietude had fallen across the city of Stormpoint in recent months, and the vigilance of the guards who stood post at the city wall had correspondingly waned.  It was a stroke of good fortune for the traveler -- one he hoped would last as he scaled the grey-stoned wall and landed in a crouch on the o