Thread: Once upon a Hollow Night...[Lady Nightshade]

Though this creature was unknown to her, the sound of ghostly hoofs pounding against an off-beaten direction. A direction where it should not have come from, for no man, foolish or brave, would risk a strong, healthy steed through the perils of the murky depths of a swamp! Snorting, the strange fog-beast impatiently trotted toward a hill, the very one that the Dukes daughter had rolled next to, down in a shallow trench of leafs and twigs. The shostly outline of the horse stopped, fanged jaw agape as it neighed a most violent squeal as it smelled the scent of blood and it tasted fear and desperation on its tongue. The rider quickler looked a bit surprised, his helmet beating something of a Skullish grin over the metal surface before he light of torches began to move in closer, the sound of hunting dogs barking as they hunted for the woman. When the well bred curs came into sight of the armored man, they quickly hesitated and drew their heavy ears back and growled low though they would not approach the man and beast. Soon two hunters came into view, riding two smaller and maneuverable horses before the horses bucked back. The animals refused to move any further, and men of common clouth stared awe-stricken by the aberration that stood before them. The two, armed with common shortswords drew swords they were disciplined little pawns S-sir! This area is restricted. Leave or well Theyd intend to threaten, however the horse that the dreaded man stood atop started to make its way towards the two without so much as a signal or pull of the reins. Finally the lower folk, forced into service with Crossbows started to make their way Is there problems over there?! A man wearing common clothing would ask, offering for he had no idea what these pampered soldiers had encountered. One man drawing back, drawing a grin of desperation Yes! Come and gain glory for But before he could finish, the fog-steed and its rider had delivered a broad sword to the mans gut. The man on the side sticken with fear, and heated anger at his no doubt fell thread moved up with haste, hoping he could flank and strike the strange horse in the flank to reduce the mans mobility This is for Gerald! Hed cry before the Horse pushed its hind legs up, the claws of the hoofs cutting into flesh and knocking back the soldier and its horse over dead and into the ditch. Unlike the soldiers however, the hounds had taken flight and the peasant whod bared witness to this recalled the sight of that blade for it still had the family etchings of their ex-Herzogs name still etched into the blade which was now outlined with the red outline of blood. Though hed just slain two men, no blood stained the armor which was as black as night, two red lenses on the front gleamed red. Bring word to your new, Beloved Duke, that next time he should come to face me, his doom, instead of these worthless curs! Hed cry, sending the man in flight dropping his crossbow as he did. Though suddenly the rustle, he swore he heard it he had the creature take gaseous form as it rushed over the trench, now nearby as he peered into the depths of the leaves, seeing if he could find the wounded creature Come little one. I wont eat you so long as you dont lie