"I don't think anyone can get lost here, but I guess you have a point there. Lets eat up and I'll be your guide." Giles finished his food and beer, then rose and stretched languidly, moving slowly to give Mialla some time if she needed it. He selected a large iron key from where several such keys hang on hooks in a corner of the kitchen, then led Mialla from the kitchen into the hall and out the main door into the yard, taking one of the hall's torches with him.<br/><br/>"If you go out here, through the hall, you are pretty much facing the main gate." Despite the chill night air, Giles waited a moment, holding the torch down and well aside, to allow his eyes a moment to adjust to the darkness as well as human eyes could in a short moment. "So we just walk straight south, the turn right in the outer yard."<br/><br/>He sat out in the direction he had just given and it didn't take long to pass by the barracks and temple into the out yard. Turning right they already faced the stable, but before Giles lit the way up the outer stairs he turned towards a small building sandwiched between the stable and the house closest to it. Here he used the key he had borrowed from the kitchen and rummaged through the shelves and crates of the storage room he had unlocked. It took him only a moment to find what he had been looking for. "I knew we had two unused saddle blankets here." He held them up for Mialla's inspection. "Decent wool, I'd say, and not the worse for wear if you use them for a few nights. I'll talk with the grooms in the morning and let them know where they are."<br/><br/>He locked the store behind them when they left, then lit their way up the stairwell to the hayloft. He entered with Mialla and offered: "I'll stay till you stowed your gear. I'd leave you the torch, but they are not supposed to be taken from their place for long."<br/><hr/><em>OOC: On closer inspection the torch does not sputter or flicker when exposed to sudden drafts. It looks normal enough, but it might well not be.</em>