Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150301192956/@comment-24530992-20150307034720

Corentin sat in the window seat of the manor, staring out over the city of Wayrest. It was quiet. Only the faint buzz of the rabble below could be heard. He didn't mind the quietness, really. Infact, he found it quite... Nice. It was lonely, though, he couldn't deny that. His thoughts were interrupted with a light knock on the door.

Corentin cursed under his breath. "Come in," he called, keeping his gaze looking towards the city below.

A short woman, with thick red hair and gold eyes appeared in his room with a tray full of food. "I'm here with your lunch, young master," she said, setting it down onto his desk. What looked to be grilled salmon with leeks and stew sat on the top of the furniture. A small cup of tea accompanied the meal.

Once she had left, the boy sluggishlt moved himself from the window seat to his desk, where he slowly ate. The silence had returned, with rhe exception of the occasional scrape of silverware against the platter. Once he had finished, he quickly changed himself into something more suitable for travel. It was time to set out again...

After changing, Corentin informed the staff of his whereabouts, before pushing out into the city, heading for the gates.