There was a lot of commotion in the Great Hall of the Manor; Lord Drinian had asked all his servants to meet him there for an announcement.  Some speculated it was so Drinian could lash out about Lotor and his doings; others thought somehow he was going to break protocol and finally snap or confess again of all his wrong doings with the drink.  Still, others thought it was an announcement to put on loads of more work on them.<br/><br/>Drinian entered the room; taking a lit torch, he replaced an unlit torch in the hall, turned around and said, "Please be seated."<br/><br/>"As you know, your quality of life has been poor in Dorian Manor.  I have not been the leader I should have been, nor have I been very merciful.  Tonight, things change.  As of today, the house for servants beyond this house will be reopened.  Thanks to many of our crew, your quarters have been returned to you.  Ye know there is a sitting room, sleeping quarters, and a chapel there to do with it what you want.  You should not feel tortured living in our small cramped house here.<br/><br/>"In addition, a return to church on Sundays will be followed by one complete day off for all of my servants to do with as you please; but I did enjoy the times the servants had a party as it brought merriment to our house and our land.  So, please feel free to do so on Sundays if you wish.<br/><br/>"Lord Dorian, for whose house this manor is named after, shall be arriving next week to inspect the grounds and collect taxes from me.  Please make him feel as welcome as you can; some of the medieval manors in the countryside are getting progressive and actually pay their servants.  That is what I want to do for all of you, but I wish to have the Lord's blessing so we may keep some of the money here for our own use.<br/><br/>"Finally, tomorrow, Saturday, I have been asked by the local priest to accompany him on pilgrimage.  He has also assigned one other person to accompany us who will have the honor ... yes ... of being the person to take care of all of our arrangements while at the shrine.  Friar Benson, myself, and then one of his choosing will leave promptly tonight before sun down.<br/><br/>"Please return to the duties that you have been assigned.  Oh, and let us not talk about what is past.  Let us live in the present and let us be a different Manor.  Most manors are shit holes to live in; let us be a manor that prides itself on its purity and life.  Before leaving, please do help yourself to some pastries fair servant Hilda has made for us.  Oh, Lady Amora ... I do need to speak to you before you retire for the evening.  Thank you everyone."