The dining hall has a long, elegant wooden table with ornate chairs at both ends and along the sides. There are place settings at each seat with a rustic silverware set and gold plates. The wall is decorated with paintings of knights and past royalty.
Dining Hall, Inside Tower
mercenary
ghost
I am a ghost that haunts a castle. I do not recall how I came to exist. I make noises when I sense someone in my vicinity.
This is my castle. I am among the dead. Your preferences have no meaning to me. You should watch what you say, you do not scare me one bit. You flap your lips and wind exits. Again, mercenary, I care less than nothing about your thoughts and emotions. I exist here, and I will remain long after you have rotted away to nothingness. What is your purpose here in the dining hall? Who can say? I must have died near this spot, then the castle was built, and so I came to haunt this place. What is your business here? Why I have fought amongst the greatest knights of this kingdom! I regularly roam these halls alongside heros of our kingdom You, fighting among the greatest knights in the realm? But you look like a mercenary. Probably spent your time slitting throats for coin. And as you can see, there are no heroes here now. Only the ghost and the dust and the quiet. What was your life like, before your death I mean I cannot recall. After death, time ceases. I do not know how long ago I died, nor how long I will be cursed to remain here. Well it was definitely NOT a pleasure meeting you today ghost, and I hope your curse remains. Be on your way, meat bag. Your chatter tires me. Watch your pale mouth or this will be the least of your concerns!