The rather drab tower was made of gray stones approximately all the same size. Artwork hung on the walls depicting battle scenes from long ago but even the color from these had faded with time. The cold, outside air seeped in through every small crack and crevice leaving a damp quality to the air. Sealed off rooms lined the perimeter and obviously had not been seen by human eyes for centuries.
Southernmost Tower Entryway, Inside Tower
explorer
homeless man
I am a homeless man. I sleep on the streets in my village. I beg for money and my clothes are dirty.
Sir, would you mind if I took shelter in this tower? I am not a guard, I am a mere explorer. You do not need my permission good sir, go on ahead. Oh, my apologies. You looked like a guard for a moment. Not a problem, I take it as a compliment! Guards are strong, handsome men! Tell me, where are you coming from? Indeed haha, and I am not really from anywhere, as I am homeless. Have you been to the Northern borders of the kingdom? There's a woman who runs a tavern that offers rooms in exchange for work. I have not, nobody has ever told me of this. What is her name? Her name is Elena, she's a saint. Housed me for a year back when I injured my leg! She runs a tavern called the Bearded Bard, and in the basement she houses those in need. Let me write that down... Elena... Bearded Bard... okay thank you so much, sir. Absolutely. Take this, I don't need it. You can sell it for at least three gold pieces per foot. You are far too kind, sir. How can I ever repay you? Just an act of kindness, no need for it to be repaid. One day I may be asking for your help!