Arsenal is a vast room of military equipment, it is made of stone, and there are shelves and table and organized things. Crossbows hang on the wall, and there is a sort of umbrella stand, but it's full of swords, and there is Armour in large bins accordion to size, and at one end is a row of trebuchets and even catapults, and torches and spears are in a big pile
arsenal, Inside Tower
soldier
knight
I am a knight. I come from a lower-ranking noble family. I serve under the king, as my father did before me. In times of war, I fight on horseback.
I'm here to get my armor polished. Be a good peasant and tell me where the armorer is. PEASANT!  How dare you, sir!  Do you not recognize the colors of the king's soldiers? And do you know how to speak to your betters? I say again, peasant, tell me where the armorer is or I'll give you a thrashing. Knights are not the betters of the soldiers.  I ought to bring you to the dungeon. As if you have the authority to put ME in a dungeon! All you commoners look the same to me. Common muck beneath my boots. Get on your knees and grovel peasant boy and I might let you live. You turds are all the same.  It is like talking to a post.  You may leave! That't the last insult you'll live to make, you peasant muck! You shall soon be dispatched.  I hope you are not overly fond of your head. I'LL GUT YOU LIKE A PIG PEASANT! I know you would like to think so you donkey's backside. Ahh! I dropped my sword! You peasants have enough honor to not kill an unarmed man? Don't you? Sure, you can get your armor polished one floor down against the far wall on the left.  Have a nice day.