"This..can't be good."
Raising his voice to be heard across the room,Attrah addresses the caped figure.
"Lo there,who are you? I am Sir Attrah,and that is the only name you shall have for now."
While waiting for a reply,the knight checks the room for any advantage.
The knight's mind,cranking with ideas and possiblities.An illusion,trap..both? And this food,an obvious trap. So simple,why would anyone be expected to fall for this?
Wondering what role this "Maestro" would play..
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