The Nightingale Plan
Just outside the old rusted gates that shut the castle from outside world, was nothing but fog, darkness and an eerie silence. Cachpole, the blacksmiths son saw some men stood near the gate, he heard them talking. They were planning to kill. Who you ask? Cachpole knew who or what as it was preferable addressed, he saw their swords tapping against the gate as they walked towards the lever to open it. The draw bridge went down, there was no one, just silence.
The knights were all dead. You could just about make out a hand or leg as though it was trying to escape the white sheet. This was a lost battle, but the war was not done. These common men hesitantly walked towards the fog, as the drawbridge went back up the last thing Cachpole saw, were the men disappearing into the fog. They briefly broke the silence with the sounds of their swords, but the silence quickly oppressed the fields of nightingale.
They weren't seen again.
How many more would the monster take before it's satisfied?