@baldrknight , you came at a good time...
“You. Come help me.”
His voice called out just as he heard the door open to the bunk hall, and his commanding tone came without a single glance towards the one who entered. The King was kneeling atop one of the high bunks, toned arms reached up towards the ceiling. There were blankets in his hands, and a couple nails held between his fingers, as he pinned the edge of the cloth against the wood of the ceiling. It draped down all the way to what one could assume was his bunk, creating the start of a curtain around his designated quarters.
“That hammer there.” He pointed to the ladder next to the bunk bed, where said tool sat at the top step, just out of his reach. Finally he spared a glance at the man who entered out of the corner of a serpentine eye. Good, this one looked capable enough. “Hand that to me. Quickly now.”
