"Well, at least I'm not the only one stuck out in the rain." Canto laughed as he pulled the unhappy blonde out of the mud. "This is Muirwarren Castle. I don't think there's anyone here, though. I think you might be better off heading back into town." Canto was as polite as usual, but he prayed that the young man had taken the hint and wouldn't try to shelter in the castle. He had an unpleasant job to do here, and he knew what happened when innocent bystanders got involved.
We're all in the gutter, but some of us look at the stars. ~Oscar Wilde.