At that moment, the doors of the Great Hall were opened again and a pair of stout guardsmen carried in a rather large oaken chest covered completely in chains. They carefully lowered it into the empty clearing in the middle of the Great Hall. As soon as it hit the ground, the chest rattled and Torrhen shivered, despite being right next to a brazier. A smell of rot and decay waffled in the air and made him scrunch his nose.