Sevran stood at his post atop the castle wall. He couldnt wait untill his shift ended, he leand aginst the wall and was drifting to sleep when he heard the sound of someone aproching. looking over the wall he saw a clocked figure aproching the gate. " halt" he said to the stranger. ' what is your bussnis here". the only anser the figure gave was a barly perseptibale mutering of words and a quick gesture with his hands. sevran's world exploded in a rain of blood and pain as his ribs crush into him. He was dead before he hit the ground. the clocked figure gave another flurish of his hands and the iron gate way exploded into the castle courtyard. shards of metal flew int the men who were runnung to investigate Sevrans fall from the castle wall. the air was soon filled with the sound of the dying as the clocked figure enterd the castle and unleashede a swarm of dark spells. in the distance the kingdom of King Heluar was ablaze. Ten minnets lator a clocked figuer with his hood down slowly walked away from the smoldering remains of Heluar's castle , if any one had meet him, the last thing they would have seen was that his face was that of a corps.