Asgoreth, 10:00 pm, Thursday night.

It was a quite summer night and there was nothing to make Begnj feel uneasy; but he did. It was stormy and there wasn’t a moon. The Cror and the Crorii had been beaten in a major battle only a couple days ago. But something made him very uneasy. He decided to get up and check on the sentry. He rolled out of his blankets and stood up; he strapped on his sword and picked up his bow; he put on his cloak and clasped it with a special clasp. The rest of the Guardians were fast asleep. He stepped over one of his comrades and jumped the small wooden fence around the house that they were staying at, and walked down the street towards the wall. The wall was twenty feet high and four feet thick. It was weakened by passed assaults and on the outside it was rough enough to climb. The garrison was small and weak and the city was one of the closest to Cror and Crorii territory. When he got to the walls he heard snoring; he leaped up the steps to the ramparts and found the guard sleeping at his post. Begnj spoke. “Guard.” The man jolted awake. “Have you seen or heard anything unusual tonight.”
“N-no sir.” Stammered the guard.
“So what have you been doing.” Said Begnj.
“Oh please sir, down tell anyone I was asleep while I was guarding.”
“All right.” Said Begnj. “I won’t tell anyone, but stay awake. You could have got us all killed.” Begnj said.
He walked down the steps and was about to go back when-ZOOSH, THUD-Begnj heard the clatter of metal and then CRASH the body of the guard fell to the ground beside him. Begnj took one look at the arrow and knew. He yelled at the top of his lungs. “CROR!!!”