Smugglers End (Open to all)

There were many rumors about the Nightingales, most of which had been created on purpose to cause confusion and fear. Some believed that they were deadly assassins, with mystical powers who could only hunt at night. Others believed that they were simply a group of criminals operating within King's Landing, while some simply did not even believe that the Nightingales even existed. But the only thing these rumors had in common, was that none of them were accurate.

Ester Nareen, the secret leader of this peasant rebellion, sat on a cart looking as bored as one could be. Her face was cast down and her hood up as she gazed at the path passing by. With her were ten defenders of the Nightingales. While they were all dressed in long rain coats and heavy hoods that marked a traveling caravan, under this each had both swords and armour, and every one of them knew how to use them. Their mission in this land was simple, find the smugglers, and completely destroy them.

Before, Ester had been worried about leaving her force at such a critical time. However, this mission was also of great importance, and besides which, it had been agreed by their top generals that it would be safer for her out here than in King's landing over the next week.

Ester sighed and looked about, casting her gaze around to see if there was anything around that could break the boredom of this trip.