Brothers of the Night
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The two horsemen pulled back on the reins of their powerful warhorses as they reached the hilltop over looking Peltarch, coming to a complete stop at the hill's crest.
The sun was just about to set as they both gazed out over the sprawling city, both wondered to themselves about their unexpected return.
"I wonder if we will be welcomed brother?"
"By some, I suppose, by others, not so much," the brother shrugged.
"Some will dread this day, brother, and they don't even know it!"
Both smiled grimly in the darkness and kicked their powerful warhorses into a trot toward the south gate.
