I knocked at the front gate the rain dripping down my hood onto my concealed face. My cloak covered my body leaving my glove covered hands, which held the reigns to my horse.
“Who goes there?” the old gatekeeper asked.
“Dark Huntress,” I said, knowing he would know who I was. …show more content…
When I walked past, he looked down at the ground. I haven’t been here for a little over a year yet the people who live here or are old customers remembered me as if I was here yesterday. As I walked those who knew who I was quickly moved out of my way. The old rugged city barely changed since I was last here. I got off my horse and led her to the stable, giving the stable boy a list of things to do for Libra and gave him the money. At the bottom I said I would give him a bonus if he escorted her half a mile from the town gates. I started to walk towards the Prancing Pony before I heard a