Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200115032614/@comment-5543592-20200119212903

"Food. Sport.  Interest." The knight offered options.

They entered into a sort if study. Floor to ceiling windows looked out over the lake. They had heavy, blacked out curtains that were presently drawn back. At the wall opposite the door was a large church organ and sitting behind the piano was a handsome, youthful man in red finery. He had long, dark black hair that was tied back behind his head in a pony tail.

He played a few more chords before his fingers on one final, moaning note. Then he stepped off the bench and turned to face them. Like his servant, he was pale, and he had bright, hazel colored eyes that approached rusty. His nose was pointed, hawkish, and he a smile that was all lips and no teeth.

The smile was concealing but friendly, and his town was warm, "Velcome to my home!" He held his arms wide. "Vould you care to sit? I know ze valk up here can be... treacherous."

Nyasia thought that he had a curious way of speaking. Perhaps a lisp?

Cassian had hit a dead end, so to speak. His spell revealed nothing, nor were there further doors.