Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20151002174117/@comment-24736819-20151109163112

(I mixed their names xD.)

It didn't took long until the young knight of Storig arrived at the tent where the meeting was taking place.

"Milords.", Sir Tristan Gallahad bowed and turned to his commander, "Commander."

"Spill it out, Sir Gallahad. What news do you bring to us?", Doraleous asked, rather impatiently.

The young knight not only seemed exhausted but also a bit shaky.

"The message was delivered, Commander.", he simply said.

As the morning rose, so did Balin. He yawned loudly and jumped out of bed.

"Ah...what a marvelous night of sleep.", the huge breton, still naked, took a few steps to the window and opened it to allow the sun rays to enter the room and bathe him.

"And what a glorious morning...it almost seems as if war wasn't upon the land.", he commented to himself.

Klaus didn't hesitated to jump between the several skulls, hip bones and several other remains to find the one that would fit the door.

The 16 years old breton was a smart kid...but the wisest of the duo was surely his friend, Magdalene.

"C'mon, Mag...What are you waiting for? Riches awaits us beyond that door.", Klaus excitedness was almost contagious.

"I-I don't know, Klaus... It doesn't seem to be a place where treasures are hidden.

"Of course it is! Don't you read anything? Secret rooms with strange locks within the darkest places are always, ALWAYS filled with treasure of some kind.", when those words came out from the young boy's mouth, to Magdalene, it sounded like the wisest thing someone would say...even though deep down she knew that wasn't the case.

They searched for the right skull for half an hour before they sat on the floor, ready to give up.

"It's impossible... We tried them all and they all look alike.", Klaus angrily tossed one of them against the heavy door...and that is when Magdalene saw it.

"There!", she pointed to the door.

"What? Where?!", Klaus tilted his head, trying to see what his friend was pointing at.

She got up and walked to the door, bringing the torch and raising it above her head. Now, with a better and clearer view of the ancient door Klaus saw what she meant...there was a head right above the door.

It looked recently cut off from a middle aged man in his early 30's. Clean shaven and with short brown hair.

"B-but...", Klaus stuttered for the first time as he wasn't expecting to see something so gruesome there.

Magdalene stood beneath the head and saw that even though it seemed recently taken, there was no blood dripping from it.

"We'll have to skin and deflesh it...", she didn't sounded happy.

Smart girl..., He though from within the room, Just a bit more...