Fantatic Waltz

[Brian]

Bjorn, you are woken by a knock at the door.

[Bjorn]

Quietly rising, Bjorn opens the door without saying anything.

[Brian]

The guards from before are there, along with two others.  "As you asked," one of them says, shrugging.  "We're changing guard now.  The moon is nearly set."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods.  "Thank you.  Is there any news of the Dreadmarch?"

[Brian]

"None," he says, shaking his head.  "But I imagine it can't be long now."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods, and then smiles faintly.  "Then sleep well.  After all, as a wise man once said, 'Never turn down a chance to piss or sleep.'"  With that, Bjorn bids them good night, and goes back to snatch as much sleep as he can.

[Brian]

You sleep for ... you're not really sure how much longer before someone knocks on your door (again) and wakes you up.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn gets up.  Again.  And answers the door.  Again.  And doesn't expect the best.

Again.

[Brian]

Before you are the two new guards, and a winded-looking servant.  "Lord Kevin sends for you," he says quickly, gasping for breath, as though he'd jogged here from the other end of the keep.  "The moon hasn't set yet, but the Dreadmarch is moving."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods.  "I will waken Madame Mirallia quickly.  Please wait one second."

Suiting actions to words, Bjorn makes his way to Mirallia's bedroom and knocks on the door.

[Brian]

She mumbles something at you through the door you can't quite make out, and then says, "I'll be right there."

Suiting actions to words, she's prepared in a few minutes, and opens the door.  "Is it time?" she asks somewhat blearily.  "Oh, you mustn't forget about Sir Breke."

[Bjorn]

Bjorn nods.  "Thank you for reminding me."

Leading the way back to the waiting guardsmen, he says, "We will need to stop by Sir Breke's quarters on the way.  Shall we go?"

[Brian]

"Yes, let's," Mirallia says, shaking off the tiredness.

In short order, you've gotten to Breke's rooms.  The pair of guards at his doorway eye you, but say nothing, simply moving aside so you can enter.

[Bjorn]

Bjorn knocks, and then enters, without necessarily waiting for a response.  "Time to get up, Sir Breke."

[Brian]

He's sitting at his normal place (the one before the carved circle in the table).  And untouched plate of what looks like eggs and some kind of meat (chicken?) sits on it.  He nods, reaching out with a grace that seems to mock his supposed blindess, snatches up his goblet from its own carefully carved circle in the table, and drinks a bit of it before rising.

"The big day then," he says dryly.  "Let's see what it brings us."