The artillery room is dark and spacious. Weapons and gunpowder hang from the walls. A darkly set of walls line the room and tower.
Artillery room, Inside Tower
member
watchmen
It's your watch, sire. I did my shift. Mind the ramparts in this rain, they are bloody slippery!
Whew! Sorry I'm late, but this terrible rain caused an ox-cart accident at the crossroad, and I was forced to take the long way around. Oh man, you're soaking wet! And dripping all over the floor....that I just cleaned.... Ha! Too bad for you, then! Best get to mopping up again!  Look, I've been covering your guard duty for the past hour. The least I could hear is a "Thank you." Now, now, don't get your knickers bunched! I was just having you on a bit. Who was it covered for you when you were slippin' out to meet that ginger tart from the scullery? I'll have you know that "ginger tart" was an old acquaintance of mine from when I was a lad.  You're still the lad! She can't be more than sixteen! Now help me get ready to patrol.  Alright alright, sheesh. Don't rust this stuff out. Sounds like it's still coming down out there. Is it all quiet out there tonight? Anything I should be on the lookout for? Other than your missus approaching with a brandished rolling pin? Just my boot lodged firmly in your backside at the rate you're going. What'd you need to go to the market so badly for anyway? Just, er, some odds 'n ends to make the duty pass by a little more pleasantly. Nothing to concern yerself with! So you wouldn't mind if I took a look then.