Roleplay II -- Part 5
Look around of course! Exploration should never stand in the way of childish games
I'm curious what's in the boxes and chests, we should look in there.
Instilling thoughtfulness in ourself would be a good idea I think.
Look for other boys in the area of the attic. You heard footsteps there.
"Hah! Now for Jack and Goswin! I am coming, you two!" Hammy stomps off downstairs, but many children remain behind to help you up and to restore some of your dignity.
Other children are giggling and slapping the streaks of dust off your tunic and hose, meanwhile you curse yourself inwardly for not being observant enough to notice the thick dust on the floor, nor the obvious footprints that you were leaving behind. You make a mental note to pay more attention to your surroundings from now on. Starting with this very room, in fact. You are quite determined that you will prove your newfound insightfulness by noticing every single detail about this room.
The attic is a long dark cavern, lit only by dusty beams of light from the iron gates and from a few shuttered windows. It is a vault of heavy wooden timbers, as attics often are, and it has three brick chimneys piercing through it. There are indeed spiders and webs everywhere, a thick layer of filth and vermin droppings over everything, and no sign that anyone has come this way in years. Your powers of observation turn to the storage.
Near you, the heap of junk has been fully exposed by your botched escape and now is revealed to be... a heap of junk. Moose and stag heads, fur pelts, a dozen or more old paintings lying stacked on each other up to your chest, one other painting of a vaguely familiar-looking lady is leaning against the stack and facing an old mahogany chair. At the foot of the chair, there's a clutter of old wine bottles filled only with dust and mice nests these days. On the other side of the chair, there's a stack of old books.
One of the children who followed Hammy up to the attic, Gervaise L'ecrivain, the precocious and stunningly handsome young son of a court scribe, walks over to the stack of books and proudly demonstrates his knowledge of letters by picking up one of the books and reciting aloud. A-A-R-O-N. That spells Aaron! A good Christian name!
On the other side of the attic, there is a pile of chests and boxes that have very thick coats of dust and grime atop them. Another boy goes over to one of the dusty chests, and throws open its lid in a shower of filth. His mouth works silently in amazement at what he sees within. Another boy comes over to him, and his eyes also grow big as saucers. "Whoa! That's incredible!"
Hammy will probably return soon and demand that everyone help him search for the remaining hold-outs, but for now,
you can choose what you would like to inspect more closely.One thing. 
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