Another day had passed, albeit most of the world was still sleeping in the earliest of mornings. The sun barely peeked out from its place in the east and the Endless Passes covered much of the lands in the south tip of the Veiled Continent with a comfortable and hazy mist. Soldiers gathered and huddled over their fire pits, keeping watch and still in recuperation.
But one couldn't deny that it was the perfect time for criminals to go about their schedules in peace with little interference, the sleepy Bodyguards leaned on the walls and wished for the rotation of their shift to arrive, unbeknownst of the invisible figures that could have slipped through their senses.
Fugitives that could have come by and gone without even much of a single word.
Light drizzles poured down from the heavens to shower the land. A refreshing temperature that kept most content in their warm beds except for those who needed to move irrespective of the climate.
