This is a long, wide hall, filled with bunk beds, foot lockers, side tables and various possessions, stuffed in corners, or under furniture. The high ceiling it pointed and a dizzying array of beams criss-cross their way down the length of the room. Neat, uncluttered and relatively free of dirt. Swords, axes, maces and bows lean against walls or hang from pegs. A large center pathway, twenty feet wide, separates the long rows of beds. Two large tables near the back of the room are each surrounded by twelve old, but serviceable chairs.
Guard Barracks, Inside Castle
a child
knight
I am a knight in the royal army. I am strong, brave and fearsome. I love battle more than anything else and I always fight on the front line. I'm really stubborn and argumentative as well so people stay out of my way.
You, child! What are you doing here in the barracks?  Holy Mother of Pig! Are you a Knight? That's right, so why are you in here child? I am in charge here. We have work to do. Do you see this place? We are on a mission! We must grab our swords, axes, bows, and fight the enemies! Come on! Follow me! Damn runt, you may strive to be a knight but you aren't one now! Silly Knight! Get moving! Here is some hay! Work I say! On guard! You dare disrespect me and dirty these barracks? Dirty? Ya think they are dirty? Na, they are clean. We got work to do. No time to chit-chat. Here take some more things: Where are your damn parents? I am going to scold them for raising such a disobedient child. I don't have any. I live in the Barracks by myself. Do you want to have a sword fight?  I never back down from a fight! Wow! Cool!! Can you teach me some tricks? 