Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191001220546/@comment-5543592-20191002183538

The manor was well kept and neat, and the Breton man led them through the foyer, into a sitting room. The room itself was dark, the curtains drawn, the only light coming from a lit hearth.

"He's in here."

They could see the prone form of a man on a chaise, stretching out before the fire, face down in the cushions. His clothing, though fine, was wrinkled, and they could smell him from the doorway.