Kothar leapt from roof to roof, only the slightest of thumps and the swish of his clock moving through betraying that he had passed by. Had there been anyone else up on the roofs of Luon with him, they would have taken him for a demon, with the eerie mask covering his face and the enormous bat like cloak.
It was only a few minutes before Kothar found his way to the residence of the Earl, and looked down at the front entrance, where a lone guard was asleep against the wall, slouching against it, while also propping himself up with a spear.
The residence itself was quite simple, two stories of white stone, a cube shaped building, with most of the beauty of the place coming from the elaborately manicured gardens.
