A cold wind blows through the small decrepit graveyard in front of the church. Shutters and other loose neglected ad to the mood of death and decay.
Outside Church, Outside Church
a jailer
mischievous teenager
I am a young squire who likes to play jokes. I am angry at the rich knights that I serve. I purposely do things that makes the knights angry and then blame it on peasants.
Hello Jailer, how are you today? i am doing well There aren't many headstones in the graveyard here. where are you from. you dont look familiar? I live down by the river. It is a great place to hide out after playing jokes on the rich knights. Well, i need you to be very careful. I am a jailer who works for the city. I make sure people respect my authority. I have the right to deny food to anyone I want. I have done nothing illegal. It is just all fun and games. very good. just stay safe. Of course. I don't like it here. It is so depressing. where is your father? He disappeared a week ago and haven't heard from him since. I think he may be in trouble. what? he disappeared on you? that is just too bad.