The second floor of the library is quiet and meticulously kept. A wooden balcony overlooks the main floor below, its railings smooth and polished to a soft sheen. Near the bay windows, a small round table sits between two high-backed reading chairs—perfectly positioned to catch the natural light. Along the walls, glass-fronted cases display a selection of rare books and scrolls, each one carefully preserved and labeled. The scent of aged parchment and polished wood lingers in the air, and not a speck of dust can be seen.

Benedict’s room is a model of order and discipline. The bed is perfectly made, the floor swept clean, and every item is in its proper place. A polished writing desk sits beneath the window, neatly arranged with quills, ink, and a leather-bound ledger. A stone fireplace along one wall is swept and ready, with a small stack of precisely cut wood beside it. A pair of fur rugs—trophies from hunts past—add a touch of warmth to the otherwise austere space. Mounted above the hearth is a finely crafted longbow, a quiet testament to Benedict’s skill as a hunter and archer in his rare moments of leisure.

The desk holds a neat ledger tracking visitors, meal orders, and staff payments—all in Benedict’s tidy script.

Above the fireplace hangs a finely made longbow. A DC 13 Arcana or Investigation check reveals it to be a +1 magical weapon.

The guest room is spacious, refined, and clearly meant to impress. Rich wooden furniture, fine linens, and polished brass fixtures give the space a quiet elegance. A pair of tall windows frame a stunning view of Javan Bay, the sea stretching endlessly to the horizon. A set of glass-paned doors opens onto a private balcony, where the salt breeze drifts in, carrying the sound of distant waves. Everything here is carefully chosen—tasteful, precise, and unmistakably the home of someone who values appearances and honor in equal measure.

The private bath is a picture of refinement and order. A large copper tub rests beneath a bay window, where sunlight spills across the tiled floor and sea air drifts in from the coast. The space is clean, quiet, and clearly well cared for. Just beyond the bath, a private changing room holds a row of neatly hung uniforms, their folds crisp and precise. A small shelf is arranged with clothing brushes, grooming tools, and scented oils—everything in its place, everything maintained with military precision.

Eliander’s private room is stately and well-appointed, reflecting both his disciplined lifestyle and noble heritage. The furniture is solid and refined—dark wood with modest carvings, a large bed neatly made with crisp linens, and a writing desk free of clutter. A small door opens onto a private balcony overlooking the manor’s front entrance, while another leads directly to the private bath.

Items in the room include:

• Framed military commendation from his time in Keoland’s army

• Weathered campaign map marked with old troop movements

• Wooden case containing correspondence and sealed orders

• Sword rack with a ceremonial longsword and a well-used training blade

• Private Journal kept beside the bed

• Decanter of aged brandy and two simple glasses

• Small shrine to St. Cuthbert, quietly kept and discreet