<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2221899#msg2221899">Quote from: Kathadon on 11-09-2009, 11:51:21</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Sebastian Archambault</strong>   Carriage House [Alone]<br/><br/>Once inside he locks the brakes on the carriage and unharnesses the horses. The smith rubs each beast down before leading them into the stalls for the night. The smell of old moldy hay tickles the big man’s nose. <em>Yes. Lots of work.</em><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The servants have all drifted out of the carriage house, and Sebastian is the last one left inside, or so he thought. From the hayloft up above, he can hear the old wood creaking and straining as someone moves overhead. From where he stands, it would be impossible to see who was there, but it wasn't far to the iron ladder that leads up to the second floor of the barn-like structure. Managing it would be nearly impossible with his hurt arm, however.