Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170724000238/@comment-28358106-20170724022309

The first guard looks at the dark figure for many moments before folding the letter back up and handing it back to the diver. He appears to be more than a little nervous at having extended hos arm, and withdraws it quickly when the letter is taken back.

The guard has to raise his voice slightly to be heard over the rain. "This way, sir. We've been told to expect you.  Please follow me."

He leads the carraige around a side path, walking in front of the horses. The stone walls lining the street are covered in ivy, lending the path a look of disuse. They come to a heavy, plain iron gate. He draws his sword and taps the bars twice.

Several moments pass before another guard comes from the shadows. He gives a cautious glance to the driver, before taking out a large key and opening the gate from his side. Despite the size and age of the gate, it swings inward noiselessly. A peal of thunder mutes the clang of it shutting behind them.

The second guard takes over, leading the carraige further in. A small courtyard, plain and unused, ends the short journey. They have stopped in front of a large tower of the castle, its spire stretching upwards into the haze of the rain.

A dainty figure appears from the tower doorway. A Ghoul, dressed in a uniform different than the guards, approaches the carraige. As soon as she steps into the rain, she opens an umbrella, as a second one remains tucked under her arm.

She walks up and stops beside the carraige door, opening it and holding the umbrella up to shield whomever steps out.

"Please forgive the lack of a lantern. The light hurts my eyes, as you might imagine." She gives a wry smile, before giving a shallow bow and stepping aside to give room.