Cries and gasps echo throught the entire city. The King is dead, shot in the middle of a speech. The crowd quickly disperses erratically into the alleys not wishing to be the next victim of the invisible archer.
Your scouts notice wandering gypsies on the outskirts of the forest far down the valley, they could not have anything to do with this, could they?
These were no common vagrants! You and your troops chase them down but eventually lose them in the forest.