Every Broom Closet Named

Arrowyy discovered that the Scarlet Monastery has a Gallery of Treasures and an Athenaeum, then did the decent thing and admitted I was right. A rare bird, the graceful surrender. He immediately demanded the names of every other chamber, thereby proving that no one truly wants knowledge; they want ammunition.

They spent the rest of it judging the chronicle of their slaughter through the monastery. Blaedy defended its pacing, Arrowyy wanted hooks and payoffs, and both agreed that walking into a fortress and killing everyone is a thin plot unless somebody has first misplaced a kebab or drunk something alarming. Fair criticism. Even a crusade benefits from a reason to open the next door.

The bat-on-head incident apparently arose from a draught turning Meho into something unexpected. The tale missed it. This is why chroniclers must notice the small absurdities: the dead are plentiful, but a bat mistaken for furniture only happens once.