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“Down.” Luca said to the bagwyn, a horse like creature the Knights liked to ride. Usually these creatures would stand on their hind legs and walk around like people did, but because of their unique shape and form they were possible to ride. It was mixture of horse, antelope and goat, bring on a factor of fear to whom ever had the chance to see them. The bagwyn got down snorting a little at him before he threw the statle made of our bark and leathered vine on its back. Pulling the strap tighter is huffed at him before he placed on black booted foot into it and swung himself over with ease. He was on a quest, more so playing the part of the messenger. Giving a soft kick of his heels into the short fur of the bagwyn it started to pick up speed, take a slow trot through the woods.

It was already mid-morning when he surfaced from the hidden paths to the underground locations of the courts. The sun dotted his form through the tree lining. A cool breeze from the lake rustling the nature all around him. He moved with easy through the woods, as if he could do it blindfolded. He could hear each crunch of the vegetation under the hooves of his bagwyn, the hum of the insect life coming out, making the woods so much more alive than it was at night. However, at night these woods were alive with a different kind of life and he was not talking about the nocturnal animals of the night. 

When he came closer to her home, the human’s place within their frosts he slowed his bagwyn. Pulling on the rains she noted the stoat which seemed to glare at him with hateful eyes. As if he were one to harm the young human. When she turned he pulled on the rains again and the bagwyn came to a stop. It was the first time he had seen the woman himself. Dealing with such matters seemed far to travail and pointless. To the knights, her place as the edge of the frost was more for their amusement then anything else. No woman, no human could protect them. But at the same time, humans were hardly a threat and if they did become one, they weren’t for long. If anything the fay were a threat to them. They were the superior speieces.

“Good morning milady” He called out, as his long dark wings folded into his back to make sure any wonderers would not spot him. Swing his legs over to bagwyn his landing on the ground didn’t make a sound as he brushed back his wild deep brown hair from his face. He hit the ass of the bagwyn making it run into the thicket to hide from any on lookers as he made his way around and into her garden, a sword at his side.

When she looked back at him from her spot working in the garden he smiled down at her, a smile that went up into his eyes but held no emotion at the same time. “Perhaps.” He said vaguely as he walked around her garden taking in the human’s little home. When he finished he turned to look at her, his hands behind his back, his posture unlike any human posture. His smile had not faded. “I come with a message from our Queen.” He started before started to circle around her like a hawk about to go in for the kill. “A fay was found dead this morning, clearly you are failing at your job of protecting our kind from those simple minded demons.” He said referring to the hunters. “As we promised we would not do harm to those who trespassed on our land so long as no harm came to those, good or bad. It was your job to make sure no one came and yet here we are with a failure.” He said casually as if he was telling her good news and not ripping her apart on the spot. He let out a small laugh, a carefree and happy one. “Even we knights promised to let you do our jobs for us, but as I can see this is no longer possible. The court agrees we should revoke all of your privileges as a guardian, but we’re willing to give you one last chance. However, you must enter the Unseelie court and bring us one of the wanted fay.” He finished still smiling as he pulled from his pocket a list of names for her to choose from. “Dead or alive.”