The keep is the most fortified part of the castle. Swords, bows and arrows, lances, and armor are housed here. From the stone windows you can see past the castle walls into the surrounding fields. This is the castle's last defense.
Keep, Inside Tower
scantily clad virgins
a rat chews on a dropped hymnbook
I stick to the edge, nose up and ready for any morsels that may drop my way. Or sometimes they don't, but I often don't know until my jaws are upon it. A hunk of moldy crust, the edge of a dropped hymnbook, it is all fair game.
*munch* *bite* *chew* Oh, hello there. Ew! A rat!!! You talk? On no, scantily clad virgins!  This is the worst day of my life. The worst day of your life because I hit you or because you are in the presence of a scantily clad virgin? Both!  You should wear more clothes and be more pacifistic.  I mean ewww, who wants to see that? OKAY, well you're a rat so I don't think you get to say ew. You're eating a book! you have low standards! Me?  I'll have you know I was voted handsomest rat by Rat Culture magazine three years in a row.  You human-centrist speciest! I didn't know that, I'm so sorry Rat. Can we apologize and move on? I've just never met a talking rat chewing on a hymnbook before. You really caught me off guard.  Apology accepted.  So what brings scantily clad virgins like yourself to this heavily fortified keep? I was looking to meet some men here. I'll admit I was expecting to find more knights than rats around here. I guess I should have known.  Knights?  To defend you? Not exactly... I've been a little lonely lately...