The silent moonshadow of Brother of Shadowed Ashes crawled like a spider up the wall, leaping over the top, prowling silently in the umbral form of the battlement. His body, swathed in black silks and protected only with a cuirass, made from plates of black leather. Ahead, a guard stood stoically, watching the road. Brother pulled the black silk hood-and-mask up over his head, revealing silvery-white hair that glimmered in the moonlight. The guard, his eye caught by the glimmer, turned quickly.
The body of the guard fell from the walls, an arrow between his eyes. Brother of Shadowed Ashes nocked another arrow on his bow, carved in a draconic aspect. He paused as a rider fled on horseback down the road. Brother's unblinking eyes recognized the rider. His target.
A single, silent moonshadow breezed over the wall, pursuing the gray-cloaked rider.