The King was interrupted by a commotion outside. He looked out of his window to see several guards forcefully detaining a man cloaked in black. On the man's back were several tools that appeared to be meant for scaling walls. Upon inspection were 7 extremely sharp daggers and a long bow and quiver of what smelled like poison tipped arrows nearby.

"Bring him to me!" demanded the King.

The guards brought the now prisoner up to the King's meeting room. There, two guards restrain the prisoner as Vangar approaches him.

The prisoner was uncommonly tall. The only other feature behind the black clothing was the eyes, as black as onyx.

"Unmask him." The King ordered.

A guard grabbed his mask and began to pull before a great rumbling shook the castle's foundation. Wind, snow and hail swarmed into the window pelting everyone in the room. As quickly as it began, the unnatural storm stopped and the prison was unguarded. Vangar drew his sword and lunged at the black clad man, who quickly side-stepped it. Without any weapon to fight back, the man struck back with his feet and landed a crunching blow to the private section of the King, who buckled in pain. As the guards stood and drew their weapons, the would-be assassin leapt from the window barely getting off a 'fly' spell before hitting the ground, cushioning his fall.

"Sire, are you alright?" a concerned guard asked the King.

"Yes" the King replied in a higher-than-normal voice. "Find out who that was."