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
vagabond
homeless man
I am a homeless man. I sleep on the streets in my village. I beg for money and my clothes are dirty.
Oh kind sir. Can you spare some change? But of course! For what is life without a few things to enjoy? You..you are the first in days to care so much. This is the problem these days, nobody knows what it's like to have nothing. Don't they realize that he who has nothing has nothing to lose?  can you give me a job and a home? Sadly I can't do that. You see, I have no home myself. I travel the world can I travel with you? I don't see why not. I'd like to see all the world has to give me. If that sounds like it's for you, then I welcome you on the journey. But be forewarned, I have no taste for material possessions. I give them away quick as they come, and I expect the same from you. Have you seen my clothes? I'm dirty. I obviously have no want for material possessions.  You'll need this then, a good stick goes a long way. And since we're going a long way, you'll need a good stick. Oh this is too much dear man. Who knows what we may need along the way. Grab a few of these and let's get going! 