As the Army approached the small city the commander who was riding his horse in front spotted someone approaching them from the city’s main gate. The walls were fifty feet high made of whatever stone was around. the man who approached was covered in a all black cloak. his face only just concealed by the cloak’s hood. The commander signaled for the army to stop. The horns were blown low and long signaling the entirety of the army to halt. The Commander and his escort then rode to meet with the stranger. As they rode closer their horses grew restless. The commander shouted at the man with an unwavering voice “Who are you and why are you here!” The stranger did not reply but simply stared at them all as if he was sizing up the entire army that stood before him. After a few moments The Stranger spoke “Why have you come here.” His voice was like a low whisper calm and collected. “We are here to take over this city. The current ruler does not know how to treat his neighbors so we are going to teach her some respect.” The commander replied with great exuberance in his voice. After this was said the stranger pulled the side of his cloak back to reveal a sword strapped to his hip he then drew it. The sword shined with a green hue to the blade.