The heavy gates creaked as the chains pulled them up- the portcullis retreating into the air above the gatehouse. A party, numbering seven exactly, came through with great haste- and their leader, Robyn, took up his reins and rode fast to the Rex as the gate slammed shut behind them. As he dismounted, Malgunuz came coincidentally from his throne room. Robyn sunk to a knee, then stood quickly again with an apparent sense of urgency. "Rex Malgunuz, I bring back your soldiers laden with arms a