The next is a bedroom. It is cozy despite how richly decorated it is, with a canopied bed that has two plush pillows on it, and rich, maroon heavy comforters piled up. Two well-cushioned wood chairs are pulled around a table that has a bottle of wine in it, half empty, the dregs sitting in two cups. A bookcase has a number of gorgeous, hand-bound books, along with sheafs of music on it, writing utensils, and even a few musical instruments on display.
A window is cracked, looking out over a beautiful garden, with peacocks wandering around; you can distantly see a group of women all gathered around and a man with long white hair performing in the middle. The scent of honeysuckle comes through the window. A travelling sack is behind the door you came in through, opened a little as though someone's been living out of it.
It looks like it's the blend between Vanyel's room at home in Forst Reach and some sort of quarters at court.
Nobody is in here. As before, the cord runs through the room and under a locked door with some sort of weighted platform next to it.
A sign on the door reads: "What is the weight of family? What of love?"
The Gift 2
A window is cracked, looking out over a beautiful garden, with peacocks wandering around; you can distantly see a group of women all gathered around and a man with long white hair performing in the middle. The scent of honeysuckle comes through the window. A travelling sack is behind the door you came in through, opened a little as though someone's been living out of it.
It looks like it's the blend between Vanyel's room at home in Forst Reach and some sort of quarters at court.
Nobody is in here. As before, the cord runs through the room and under a locked door with some sort of weighted platform next to it.
A sign on the door reads: "What is the weight of family? What of love?"