After some time in the dungeon with both throwing rocks, followed by overpowering of an angry brute with a hangover to some more rock throwing at said brute. Three people were heard entering the corridor, one was regular footsteps but two were unmistakably heavily armoured. The jailer were seen behind two of the Cawanor guards whom stopped side by side in front of the barred jail door. Shortly after Claus and his man met them at the door, Claus hung his arms between the bars in a really laid back manner and smiled at the guards. -"We have come to escort three prisoners." The soldier checked his papers, while at times raising his sight at those inside the cells. Claus curiously looked at his man, who met with a confused motion of his hands. -"You two!" The guard yelled at the mercenaries. He kept going. -"You will follow me, and Bartholomew.... get your sorry ass up!" To Claus and his mans great surprise the farting and snoring man was the third one and he suddenly stood up and seemed to have been awake all day, smiling wryly with an ugly yellow smile. -"Hehe, you know me too well." Bartholomew said while the jailer opened the door. Claus was just shocked, he was awake all along? He was only released from this confusion when a guard snapped his fingers in front of his face and loudly got Claus attention. -"Ey, get moving." The procession went slowly, with all three properly cuffed while in transport. Claus couldn't help wondering so he asked. -"So, where are we headed?" -"You are being escorted to a room higher up in the actual castle awaiting your trial, your man is being set free since he was to be held here just for the night." A slight pause then he kept going. -"And you Bartholomew, you are bailed again....." A great discontent was audible in the sighing sound of the guards voice. Bartholomew just smiled broadly. -"You should drink less." The second guard told the Steel fist crossbowman. But was met with a smug smile and a. -"Yeah sure, will do." His smug attitude was cut short when he noted his captains gaze upon him, Claus Rotsteins gaze seemed able to kill rodents and his captain was clearly not amused. -"I mean, YES SIR!!!" The man changed his attitude, and seemingly saluted both the guard and Claus, but ultimately butted his head against his steel handcuffs. Followed by an Ow. Close to the main entrance Claus companions left him, along with one guard. Claus saw them being escorted over the drawbridge before being released. Claus was escorted up a spiral staircase and led to a room with no outward difference to the other rooms in the corridor. The guard opened the door and pointed at the different things inside, with short almost barking orders. -"This is a servants quarter currently not in use, there's a bed, a table and a stool. Some clean clothes and some book to read. If you can read that is." The man seemed to half insult Claus with the last sentence, it was then he realized this was the same man who got him here in the first place. Claus entered and heard the door slam behind him, not the friendly type this guy he thought. But then Claus simply saw the nice clothes and undressed to his braies. It was just a simple uncolored tunic and some simple leggings with a simple cloth belt with a woven pattern, decent clothes but nothing fancy,what it wasn't was a gambeson with pauldrons and it wasn't damp and smelly so Claus got dressed. Seeing he'd be here a while he checked the book while falling on top of the bed. A luxury compared to stone floor. After reading a few lines, he realized this was a poetry book, not a good one at that as well. But it beat throwing rocks so he was fine with that. Rethinking what had happened the last few days, Claus realized that considering circumstances, he could be far worse off than this. This was pure vacation compared to some of the army camps working for the elves, and it could even had gotten real bad when entering the city. "Your eyes are like honey in the moonlight. Its fragrance magical and light. You cheeks are like the colour of sand, of roses coloured." Wow, this was some special literature. Claus read aloud a few times to mess with the guard outside. During the day a servant came and silently took his clothes for washing, and he was later served a simple meal, but with beef, which was much delightful.