It was odd how when one was focused enough, through whatever outside influences, to find the corrupt, it became such a simple task. He had left the inn, stirred into action by a fresh reminder of the constraints put upon him. There were some things he could not do without compromising the honor and integrity of others. This, however, he would do, and if he fall in such actions from honor or life, then it was as he had always accepted.
He had learned of this particular man?s transgressions some weeks back while bargaining with a merchant on behalf of Yransea for grain. Chester Fellos, Esquire, enjoyed the excellent wines from all areas of Rhydin not because he had a good nose for wine, but because he had gained favor with many wealthy land owners for his clever manipulation of land rights and investment dealings off the backs of the laborers and tenant farmers. At the time, Ewan felt the man was sloppy enough that he would eventually be found out, but things had changed. He was not willing to let possibilities linger out there in all things.
The home of Fellos was just south of the city walls on a grand tract of land with its necessary gardens and walls. Necessary but not effective against Ewan?s stealth and skill. Days of his youth spent upon climbing the walls of houses to sneak in and play practice jokes on the unsuspecting dwellers gave him an uncanny knack for entering some of the most difficult places. Nights of his adulthood and requirements of his Majesty had made not even walled citadels safe from him, though he used other means to gain entrance to those.
He had learned of this particular man?s transgressions some weeks back while bargaining with a merchant on behalf of Yransea for grain. Chester Fellos, Esquire, enjoyed the excellent wines from all areas of Rhydin not because he had a good nose for wine, but because he had gained favor with many wealthy land owners for his clever manipulation of land rights and investment dealings off the backs of the laborers and tenant farmers. At the time, Ewan felt the man was sloppy enough that he would eventually be found out, but things had changed. He was not willing to let possibilities linger out there in all things.
The home of Fellos was just south of the city walls on a grand tract of land with its necessary gardens and walls. Necessary but not effective against Ewan?s stealth and skill. Days of his youth spent upon climbing the walls of houses to sneak in and play practice jokes on the unsuspecting dwellers gave him an uncanny knack for entering some of the most difficult places. Nights of his adulthood and requirements of his Majesty had made not even walled citadels safe from him, though he used other means to gain entrance to those.