Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150828165808/@comment-5614539-20150906144951

The guards were too busy talking about the tournament to notice Arielle. Once past, she saw the main hall was a big room with small hearths along each side, and big windows. The Castellan sat in the centre, with the Lord's eldest son and a handful of guards. The Castellan was a fat, fifty-two year old man in noble clothes.