Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170605191359/@comment-25828117-20170607175004

A young lad stood in the doorway of Arik and Rhaela's quarters. About thirteen or fourteen years of age, he looked to be one of the servants that probably worked in the kitchens as a scullion of sorts, errants maybe. He was definitely not richly dressed.

"My lord, my lady!" He beckoned, not sure who these other people were.

"We have to leave. There's a secret passage out here, that will lead to the sewers and get us right under the inn."

The sounds of the massacre could be heard around the palace.