Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-5543592-20170420234716

As they reached the end of the guest hall, the servant there bowed to them.

"If you would allow me to escort you to the dining hall...?" He began suggestively, backing away and giving a sweeping motion towards the exit as the pair of soldiers on guard pushed the doors open, so the group could proceed into the keep's hallway.

William burst into a dining room brightly lit by candelabra on the table and a chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The room wasn't particularly large, although plenty spacious enough to accomodate a large party. A dining table with several places set at it took up the entire center of the room, but there as more than enough space between it and the walls to allow for servers to pass behind the backs of chairs. A doorway on the opposite side of the room from William led into a kitchen, it appeared.

The length of the table was spread before William, and all the seats were empty, save two by the head of the table. On the head's right side, sat the Yellow Jester. Across from him, the most massively muscular man William had ever seen. A seven-foot tall giant with arms so large he probably couldn't stratch the back of his neck, an unnaturally wide jawline, and squinty eyes beneath his brow. The sleeves of his blue jacket were ripped off to accomdate him, and it looked like his vest was going to burst as the goliath's chest muscles stretched against it.

As William entered, a cellist in the corner to his back left began to play a tune.

(Music of the Evening)

"Oh!" The Jester clapped his hands on William's appearance. "You survived the assassination attempt!  I knew you could do it!  Come, come, sit down." He gestured eagerly and nodded. "Your friends will be here shortly.  Dressed more appropriately, but at least you bathed, right?"