Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20180615005427/@comment-25808351-20181130004410

(Everyone) The sun rises over horizon of the Covenant castle. Banisters and flags outside flap and flow in the gusty weather. Most of the castle’s staff stir from their beds and begin their morning routines. A flood of servants, caretakers, mechanics, builders and other personnel flood to the castle like an army on the march. Yet this army does not move in formation or single file. It is not silent like a grave or professional.

The army of castle staff chat, laugh and greet one another as they walk to their place of service. On their way in their caravan is escorted by the Nightwatch, Dark cloaked armored horse riders who watch in utter silence. Also accompanying the crowd is the regular armored guards, who watch all around with extreme diligence for any sign of trouble. Within in the hour the castle is in full swing. Maids, caterers and others are hard at work with their daily tasks.

Jorge who is asleep in a chair in Layoka’s room, is awoken by a knock at the door.

“Lady Layoka! Good morning! It’s time to get up!” Another couple knocks ring out. Layoka is sound asleep in a massive ball she made out of her bed comforter as she tossed and turned throughout the night. Her head is the only part of her exposed from the blanket, her hair a complete mess.

At the same time Prad receives a knock at his room’s door. “Prad, Prad! It’s Roda! You awake in there!”