Sir Lachlan's arrival

"Now why would you do such a thing?" a young voice rang out crystal clear above all the noise of the charging men. And with it, a powerful presence descended onto the town.

Both the knights of Roswarne and the minor nobles felt the wave of pressure crash into them, the weaker ones fell to their knees, unable to withstand the pressure.

The leading knight from Roswarne clenched his teeth as he tried to keep himself from falling to his knees. His eyes, filled with fury gazed towards the direction of the voice.

On top of the mansion's roof, a young man sat unbothered. His expression was amused. 

"Who are you! You… dare to intervene in the business… of the House of Roswarne!" the leading knight called out, through gritted teeth.

Lord Ainslie and Lord Fraiser both turned to gaze at the young man seated above them, their expressions filled with confusion but when they saw the emblem on the young man's armor. Delight appeared.