Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-5543592-20170404001809

They took one of the doors down along the side of the throne room into a corridor. Here the ceiling was lower, but still tall, and the hallway still wide. The carpet was blue and the walls and ceiling cool stone. Smooth wooden doors lined the hall on both sides, each leading to a different suite. Handsmen patrolled up and down the hall.

"That one is your's, your's, your's, your's..." the Jester pointed a suite out for each group member, assigning them at random. "Baths have already been drawn and beds made, outfits are in the cupboard.  If you need anything, ask a guard, they'll send a member of the wait staff to you.  I will send for you in two hours for the evening meal.  Perhaps the Crimson King will even be there." He tipped his hat to them. "Farewell!" Before the Outsiders could ask any more questions, the Fool scurried away.