Okay, as I started typing, my goal was to put something on paper. So I'd leave comments in the writing to remind myself to replace it with something else later. So this is from the prologue.
This left a shrew of rather, very rustic cozy alleyways that you’d imagine be full to the brink of merchant stands and pedestrians during the day. But at night, with the dreary silence, it was the place where you expect to be kidnapped or mugged. However this was not the case. Fear in this case to lock the doors was not of criminals, but rather to be seen as a criminal due to the tight curfew. Much easier to see then our two black spots, are the dozens of lights seen makingn their way up and down the narrow streets. Though appearing like fireflies in the night, each of these lights was an armored giant riding his towering steed. So it seems pretty obvious why those hiding in the night would take the roof.
(Picture of alleyway, viewpoint: looking up, mainly armored guard and horse, with the buildings and little doodads in the back. Perhaps Croix and Thomas jumping over, if that doesn’t take away from guard.)

As you can see, my expectations obviously not fulfilled. This is a little bit later...
From a overlooking bulwark, the two finally stopped, pausing before jumping into this pit of war and fire.
Man A: Hmmm, you think our sources actually got it right this time?
Man B: Nope.
A: Then why did you take the trouble to spend months planting these guys anyways?
B: (Shrug) Man I could use a cigarette.
A: Me too, lets go.
The two jumped down, darted behind some...

Pictures kinda small cause of stupid photobucket, oh and the main guy in front, I've decided to make him black. Next...