"This is not how I remember it..." Bronwick shared his concerns as he looked over the town, keeping his sword in hand. They soon heard footsteps in the mud as three knights approached them. They were dressed in iron armour with a grey tinge to them, their helmets curiously designed after bell shapes with flat lines to show their eyes. They were armed with short swords and a rounded shield in both hands. 
"You over there! Halt!" They shouted as they approached them. Bronwick showed no fear to these guards, even with his suspicions... Eldarin was another matter.