The building itself is ordinary in appearance and is somewhat foreboding.  It is surrounding by a dense fog and high grass.  Sometimes, one can hear whispers in the wind.
Reception area, Graveyard
a royal
peasant
I am a poor farm worker. I don't know how to read or write. I am dependable.
Sir, its a n honor to meet you. I was hoping to get a meeting with you but the reception assistant turned me away... You know me, I drive the fanciest carriages and always still manage to make time for the little guy.  How can I be of service citizen? Of course sir, that is why the people love you. You see, I had a bad harvest last season due to the weather and well, my farm is dangerously low on funds...  Hmmm . . . here lad, take this Book on the Sermons of Saint Dwyfed and the Holy Rood.  Scrape the gold and jewels off and sell them, then sell the text to a church or monastery. Why, Sir, this is above and beyond what I came to request! You truly are the greatest. Say there is something else...  Indeed?  Well spit it out then lad! You see, my bed was swamped in the recent Great Floods of the North, and I have been sleeping on the cold floor every since..  Well . . . feel free to use this coffin!  It is padded and waterproof! Coffin?! But... I am afraid someone might cover it up and bury me into the group. May I take this sleeping bag, instead?  Certainly, use both if you must!  Is there anything else? Well there is one last thing. I fell off my bicycle yesterday and damaged the chain. Will the royal mechanic be able to fix it?  Certainly, I will have my best blacksmith work on it right away!