enter the castle
You step up to the rusty padlocked gates, hoping for cooperation
from the Eohm locals. You see that the gates stretch very far, to both
your left and your right, but notice that they do eventually end, and
instead, a tall stone wall protects the castle. In your ripped jeans
and dirty fall jacket, you jog along the gates towards the wall. After
a good 10 minute run, you approach the towering wall, a loose
collection of moldy yellow bricks.The town, which surrounds the
castle, apropriately, was quiet. It was a rather large village, and
seemed confusing for a traveller.You noticed a tall woman, about 20 or
25 years old. Her brown hair, tied in the back, lied lifelessly on her
shoulder. She was sharpening a knife. You decided to focuse on getting
into the castle. But then again, it was getting dark and, you were
curious about the woman. She was beautiful, her tight blue shirt snug
against her luscious chest, her tight brown shorts high on her perfect
legs. You would need a place to stay for the night, and this girl was
truly beautiful.
