In War

[DayVampyre]

While the night had a sting of bitter coldness to it, Reed was not aware of it. Being inside one of the city's pubs and sitting by the fire she was taking in the revilery of the friends that had gathered for a celebration. Not that there was much to celebrate, but there was no reason to not enjoy some merriment. Reed thought that she had earned a night's repose after all she had just finished a very important bit of work for her 'benefactor' Cyrus. Taking out a bit of silver to by a round for drinks a young man approached her. The lad had wiry brown hair and carried a envelope, which he promptly handed to Reed. She took it and handed him two silver pieces. Excusing herself from her friends, Reed took the letter and a pint of ale with her into a quiter side room of the pub. She lit a candle and flipped the letter over. On the back was a wax seal bearing a very ornate 'C'. It was Cyrus' mark. Reed pushed a few stray brown hairs out of her eyes and pulled out a knife. She slit the wax seal off and and pulled the parchment out...

Reed:

Report to the great gate of Minas Tirith an hour before dawn tomorrow. An officer of the Citadel Guard named Sir Mindalel will be inside the gate. Speak to him for further instructions. Prepare for a week of riding in the snow as well as combat. Your normal wages will be tripled for the duration of your service. Further rewards will be forthcoming should you perform well. Horses
will be provided. Try not to get yourself hurt this time.

Cyrus

Reed stuffed the letter back into the envelope. The letter was dated yesterday.
"Incompent little fool, I could have used this yesterday, I doubt now I have much time." Reed muttered to herself, quite angry at the lateness of her letter. She finished the pint off and stormed out of the bar making her way to the Great Gate of Gondor. The night was as cold as it was dark Reed thought as she wrapped her black cloak tighter around her body.