Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141201012529/@comment-11457306-20141210032638

Riona was trying not to gawk like a commoner at the enormity of the Great Hall. Megan felt more at ease. She wondered that they had not been challenged at once as battlemages of the enemy or at the least, interlopers in a secure territory. The Guards did stand at attention and she felt eyes boring into her from all sides. She had no doubt they would attack at the slightest provocation.

In spite of its granduer and size, however, she noted the aged stone was cracked in places and the rugs could have used repairs or complete replacing. The stone armrests on the throne were worn from centuries of strong arms which had rested upon them. She had no doubt that if the Jarl were to rise she would see butt sized indentations in the stone seat. She repressed a smile at the thought.