Welcome to Cove

The night was relatively peaceful in Cove, dusk beginning to settle in and the threat of any malice was virtually nonexistant. The 'Graveyard Shift' as many had come to call it took effect, and a large number of guardsmen retired to their beds, bunks, barracks, and whatever other elements of sleep they employed. A small force, consisting of two or three watchmen were stationed to secure the stronghold in the night hours.

"Ey Bob.."
"Yeah, Fred?"
"Wha' y'think of th'steak t'noit?"
"Ter dry f'my tastes.."

Two idle guardsmen played an idle game of cards, talking about idle topics. They sat outside on the grass, just off the 'porch' of the barracks, at a table. Fred, the slightly larger of the two, leaned back in his chair and yawned. Looking up, he saw a dark figure atop the Barracks roof, seemingly overlooking the landscape. It resembled a man, but...something about the figure was beast-like.
"What the...Who is that?!" Fred Cried. Regulations state no tresspassers  in the barracks after dark. The two  immediately dashed up the staircases and, panting, climbed to the roof. The figure was gone, much to the two guard's surprise.  Inspecting where they thought the figure stood, they came to find a single marking in he cobblestone. It was ingraved, probably by some heavy object...

                                        "V"

((OOC: Iiiii'm Baaaaaaack!))

(ooc: Welcome Back mate :D)

*Walks past the barracks*

*Sniffs* What the heck is that? 'Orrible smell.

Hrm, Nevermind... *Swigs from his rum and walks on*

[OOC: Welcome back]

[OOC: Awww hell nah!!]