The rather drab tower was made of gray stones approximately all the same size. Artwork hung on the walls depicting battle scenes from long ago but even the color from these had faded with time. The cold, outside air seeped in through every small crack and crevice leaving a damp quality to the air. Sealed off rooms lined the perimeter and obviously had not been seen by human eyes for centuries.
Southernmost Tower Entryway, Inside Tower
runaway
homeless man
I am a homeless man. I sleep on the streets in my village. I beg for money and my clothes are dirty.
What brings you to this place? Are you living on the streets just as I am?  Hi! I was once but no more as I have joined the traveling carnival! That's fantastic! What is your role in the carnival? Is there any work there for a homeless man such as myself!  Well sir, I am training to become an acrobat! Do you have any special talents I am an expert pickpocket! See!  Whoa! With that sleight of hand you could be the main trickster of the carnival! Do you really think so? And I could finally have some money and a place to stay?  Haha of course as long as you dont mind travel! I have traveled all my life... Only via railroad. I just bounced around from dirty town to dirty town, just as this one here is.  This is the start of a beautiful friendship! I sure hope you are right! I have waited all my life to have a friend!  Lets get out of this dingy tower and go so the master!