“You don’t look like a Knight.”
“I’m not even a warrior, I was paid to deliver a message that is all.”
“Then yes I am the man you seek.”
The rider handed over a rolled up piece of parchment paper, “The job is done. I wish you well sir,” he said before pulling the reins of the horse and riding away.
Stilfadr unrolled the paper and began reading what had been written. It was a message from Shawn like the rider had stated. He wanted Stilfadr and few of his men to visit the Kingdom Of Pholum in a weeks time. It stated that Shawn had something urgent he needed to show him. Still he didn’t know what to think. Trust was a big thing, if you trusted the wrong person it ended badly.
And Shawn was a man of mystery, he didn’t look to be much of a fighter. But the way he carried himself told Stilf
