The cemetery is a brooding ground with dark colors and low light. The grounds smell of water and are constantly damp. Rain falls upon the cemetery often.
Cemetery, Wasteland
peasant
queen
I am the queen of the land. Other women constantly defer to me. I am respected for my grace and wisdom.
Now that the King is dead I can finally rule on my own. At least he can't look down on me now.. No, thank you for disposing him for me.  Which Earldom was it that you wanted? I care bit my lady, I would just be happy to no longer be a peasant. Come now, tell me the Earldom you seek, and it shall be yours. I suppose I would like Yankstontownhillbradshire. That is a mouthful, and very unpopular with the Crier.  It shall be yours, arise, Earl . . . wait, what was your name again? My name is Bobsonhamptondorf. Arise Earl Bobsonhamptondorf of Yankstontownhillbradshire!  I shall call the Bob of Yank for short. Thank you your highness. Well then, let us be off Bob of Yank. Yes lets, this cemetery gives me the creep.