The keep was a huge castle like structure; the walls were over eight feet, thick. Turrets were placed ever 14 feet and guards, soldiers were placed all around. The city gate was eminence, 20 feet high of solid mahogany. Lyons led Jasper into a large room, a large, solid oak desk was placed next to a a crossbow window, a iron chandelier with lit, oil lamps, cast down a bright rays if light in the room.Several comfortable, red padded, velvet and leather chairs, flanked the desk. The room was filled with armor, pictures of previous lords, tapestries, and full regalia of mementos of tribal battle axes, head dresses, and a chieftains ceremonial dress in whir leather. Two pike-man, guards stood at attention at Lyons appeared. Above the opening to his office, in gilded gold letter read, "HIS LORDSHIP of WILDWOOD LORD G. LYON".<br/><br/>Lyons motioned Jasper in side saying nothing to the young man along the way,"Guards, dismissed, and close the door. The guards, facial expression were seriously blank, their movements precise, as they covered their left arms across their chest without a sound. We have much to discuss." Lyons stood over Jasper. "First thing I need you to do, is remove your weapon, cloak, and winter garments and place them on my desk and follow me."