As Megumi's eyes very quickly adjusted to the dimly lit room, she could see she'd made a poor choice. The room she was in appeared to be a large kitchen with a bar. And all over the room in various states of sleep and stupor were knights. There was a door to the candlelit room off to the left, and another far off to the right, several knights between both. A shadow appeared to be moving off to the right, just outside the doorway, as if leading away from it. But Megumi's eyes could also make out tiny droplets on the left hand door's flooring, though it just looked dark, so identifying it from this distance was impossible. There was thumping from behind Megumi, followed by a voice.

[color=fff200][i][b]"Bloody hell, I gotta get that burning checked out. Fucking orcs and their dirty green oak-knockers... Might as well grab a snack I guess."[/b][/i][/color]

Heavy footsteps began heading toward the kitchen, [color=fff200][i][b]"Oy, Harkon, you still awake in there? There best still be some salted pork left."[/b][/i][/color] A man began to stir, on a chair in the center of the room, grunting lightly. There was a plate of salt pork on the table he was leaning against. The footsteps were growing ever nearer, seeming to echo off the many tables littered around the large mess hall.