There was still an hour before the ass crack of dawn would be upon them as Adamar creeped down the halls of the Manor. He took careful steps to conceal his movements as he stalked through the living quarters. And to his luck... they had not locked their door either. Course they didnt... doubt they even HAD locks in the Northern lands. He slowly cracked the door open and waited for a moment until he was greeted with the duo chorus of snoring. Perfect.
He stepped inside the room, a grin growing ever bigger upon his lips as he appraoched the bedside...his shadow growing larger over their sleeping forms. “Revenege.... is mine.” He whisperd as he raised his weapon high over his head and readied to strike.
He dumped the large bucket of Ice Water over the sleeping bodies of Astrid and Varsen... poor bastard was just a casualty, but it had to be done. “GOOD MORNING!” He bellowed as the water erupted over them.
