Firefly arrives to the Northern castle after nearly two days of riding. The clouds are black and the sky's a deep shade of purple. Ravens and crows dance around the skeletons of dead prisoners and fallen warriors. The castle is made of a black stone. Wolves in black armour holding spears surround the castle, while archers survey above in the battlements and watchtowers. The northern wasteland is a cold place. Snowflakes twinkle down from the sky. The ground is white like a pretty cloud on a sunny day. Firefly approaches the castle gate, his armour is much better than the guards. Showing that he is a significantly higher rank. A guard stops him.
Halt! Lord Malric has been Expecting you, Commander.
The guard says, bowing his head to Firefly
Open the gate, soldier.
Firefly Says in a deep growl, his cold menacing breath coming out his helmet like a seeping cloud.
Yes Commander... Open the Gate!
The guard says to firefly, as the gate begins to open. Firefly dismounts his horse, handing the reigns to the guard. The wolf puts his black cape on and marches into the dark castle. All the guards lower their heads as Firefly makes his way to the throne room. His boots *clinking* with each step. The castle is very large, within 15 minutes of walking Firefly finds the throne room. His master, Lord Malric waits inside. Firefly takes a deep breath pulling out the spellbook, he opens the door to his master. Lord Malric is a wolf like Firefly. His fur is green and his eyes are red.
Lord Malric... I have returned with the spell book.
Firefly says as he removes his black helmet, revealing his face.
Firefly... Give me the book
Lord malric says in a subtle voice, signalling Firefly to come close. Firefly approaches Malric going on one knee, handing Malric the book
Spellbook of fire...
Firefly says lowering his head. Lord Malric flips through the pages. He looks at firefly as he makes the spellbook disintegrate in his paws.
You offer me insult, Commander? This book is a fake
Malric barks, clawing Firefly in the face knocking him on his back. Malrics paws ignite with fire as he growls.
My Lord, Forgive me. I know who stole it... A little she Wolf from a tavern. She took it!
Firefly says looking up at his master, lying on his back. His cheek is bleeding from the claw scratch
Bring me the real spellbook of fire, Kill anyone who stands in your way. If you fail me again, you will die... Now get out of my sight you sorry piece of filth.
Malric growls at Firefly. Firefly gets up, his cheek still bleeding from the claw scratch. Firefly looks at his master, his green eyes burning with hatred as he puts his black helmet on.
It shall be done...
Firefly turns around, his black cape dragging across the marble floor as he marches out of the throne room. His boots *clinking* with every step. Blood dripping out the bottom of his helmet. Firefly makes his way to the courtyard outside. A soldier approaches him.
Commander, What's our next move?
A soldier asks Firefly, bowing his head.
Get my horse and assemble a company of 50 men. We're going to find that she wolf and reclaim the spellbook she stole... Anyone who stands in our way will perish.
Firefly barks at the Soldier
Yes Sir... Are you alright sir? You're bleeding.
The soldier looks at Firefly curiously as blood drips down the bottom of his helmet.
It's just a scratch, now assemble the troops. We ride at dawn
Yes Sir, As you wish
The guard says turning around to assemble the troops.