A week after the recent fall of Lucis, a heavy wind blows through the town of Lestallum. A man wearing long black plague doctor like robes, with an ornate golden trimming, walked down the steps of town. He heard recent rumors of Imperial activity in the area, knowing this was perfect to settle the score.

His eyes were closed behind the metal mask for a moment as he listened in closely from behind a wall, tapping the walls with thick black gloves. Quickly moving back into the darkness.