To those within North Ride, just at the edge of one of the Cormanthor's borders, they would hear the beat of heavy wings pause overhead before disappearing in the same direction they came. A few seconds passed before a massive body fell towards the road, whooshing through the tree canopy onto the dirt with a sickening smash. It is likely though, the person was dead before the fall.
The body was of a man, close to seven feet in length, unmasked to display his crooked face. (Ja'mal) A note, had it successfully remained tucked in his marred, wrecked armor-- or otherwise spilled out to the side from the fall-- read:
"I gave you your chance to leave us be. There will not be another."