Investigate

Aaralon couldn't resist. He just had to peek. If he was caught spying he'd just say that he heard sounds of 'something' and was just checking to make sure no one was in trouble and needed help.

The woman's demands seemed to be originating from the second level of the tower. Aaralon carefully pushed open the small wooden door that lead off from the stairwell and peeked through the gap. No one. A small corridor stretched out to the left and to the right. Old tapestries hung from the walls and threadbare carpets provided patchy cover for the floor. The passageway to the left was darker; there was no light there until the very end where a small window let in the day. A candle burned on a polished table on the right hand side, however, and it was from this direction that the sounds of sex seemed to be coming from.

"You're so big!" exclaimed the voice, panting, breathing hard.

There were only a few doors in the corridor: one to the left and two on the right. Aaralon had a choice to make.