The walls and are made of marble and trimmed in gold.  So too are the winding stairs that lead up to the observation deck.  Ivy lines the outside of the walls and sprawls all the way up the side to just near the top of the tower.  The tower itself is intimidating for those who dare to approach.  The tower stands tall so as to see out way across the beautiful land it watches over.
Inside Tower, Inside Tower
a scullery boy
traveler
I'm a traveler. Rather than settling down in one town, I feel compelled to go from place to place. I make money by carrying news from town to town, by bringing small objects to sell such as needles and lace, and by telling interesting stories. As soon as I have traveling money, I move on to the next place.
How are you doing scullery boy? A bit tired, but still I enjoy doing hard work. The lord of the house has asked me to come to this tower today and scrub all the stairs. It's quite a task. They do have a penchant for giving out odd tasks don't they? Indeed. Last week I had to iron the drawbridge. Can you imagine such a thing? Still, I'm grateful for my job. It sounds almost as if they are just toying with you. This tower is fairly immense I would imagine cleaning it would take forever. Ah, they have been known to do so in the past. They seem to find my desire to please rather humorous. You seem like an honest enough kid, I am but a traveler myself if you were so inclined as to get out of this town and lead a simpler life you are welcome to join. Perhaps. Does that mean no more scrubbing the crops with a toothbrush? Oh no, I simply carry goods and news and making a living off those while traveling. What would my job be? I must work in order to feel valuable. Simply helping me carry the goods and selling them. Certainly two backs can carry more than one. Why, certainly! And no more menial tasks to test my loyalty!