"We'll see and I'll figure us a way to make it easier. Otherwise, I'll come to you." It's a winding path through a cavern. With a wave of his hand, the fire torches lit up the path. It's a little dark, but she can still see his figure.
"It's a little dark in here, I apologize. Just follow me all the way down." It's a winding long path until there's a large, ornate door. "It's locked, but because it's me." He gently touched the door to undo the barrier and then turns the knob.
"And here we are. Just climb up the stairs." With a climb to the stairs, another door, and he opens it. "This is the hall and if you turn right, it's the kitchen area."
Where he lives seems to be a huge manor of sorts with tall ceilings, paintings and statues of knights and kings aligned the halls, and decor where rich nobles live. He closes the doors and leads her to the kitchen area and lights it up.
The kitchen seems particularly advanced with stoves and ovens, pots and pans hanging overhead, that only rich nobles can afford. "And this is where I cook." He said with a beam of pride.
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"It's a little dark in here, I apologize. Just follow me all the way down." It's a winding long path until there's a large, ornate door. "It's locked, but because it's me." He gently touched the door to undo the barrier and then turns the knob.
"And here we are. Just climb up the stairs." With a climb to the stairs, another door, and he opens it. "This is the hall and if you turn right, it's the kitchen area."
Where he lives seems to be a huge manor of sorts with tall ceilings, paintings and statues of knights and kings aligned the halls, and decor where rich nobles live. He closes the doors and leads her to the kitchen area and lights it up.
The kitchen seems particularly advanced with stoves and ovens, pots and pans hanging overhead, that only rich nobles can afford. "And this is where I cook." He said with a beam of pride.