# [[Castle High Reach]] > [!NOTE]- > originals are from [[Garbage Maid]] [[storyaday7]] Kyndral groaned as he banged his head against the castle wall for the third time dozing off guarding the garbage. He cursed under his yawn as he glazed over the pile of decadence. There was a large piece of boar's leg with sizable meat still attached among the pile of food and cursed once more when his stomach growled for some of the meat. He checked the area, the back of the castle was away from the prying eyes and the village. None would know if Kyndral swiped that leg off the garbage pile. Only he would know and that bothered him and looked up to the rain cloud looming over the horizon and wondered where his lunch was. Alfric was late for his relief and his lunch. The Castle High Reach was holding a some sort of banquet and invited regional nobles over and the castle lord ordered the entire towns guard to patrol the place during the banquet. There were no banners on the streets or decorations to let the villagers know what is going on but everyone knew once the the castle lord Casral started to order decorations and foods weeks before fancy looking carriages entered the towns gates. The castle lord also enticed the guardsmen, including himself with triple the pay for this month's coins. Kyndral welcomed the extra pay but he did not expect the work to be so tight for backwater castle to not let the guards stay on watch for two whole days without rest. They even made a position to keep watch over the garbage chute; over ten people's height drop. He wondered whether the castle lord ate like this every day; exuberant pile of meat and game barely eaten and discarded. Alfric was late. Then he heard footsteps from the corner and instead saw captain Dran. Kyndral fixed his posture and saluted by placing his right hand over his right ear. The captain had dreadful look as Kyndral did from lack of sleep he thought. "Bad news Kyndral, you have to remain in this post." He tossed Kyndral a ration wrapped in cloth; a bread, a block of cheese and slices of ham. "What, he tripped and broke his foot again?" He jovially responded but the captain's expression remained grim. "Worse, dead. He fell down the stairs during his patrol. I've been ordered to look into it but hope it's just an accident. Stay vigilant, the banquet's almost over." Dran tapped on Kyndral's shoulder before leaving the guard alone. Alfric was clumsy but not that clumsy, he wanted to press the captain for more detail but his exhausted look stopped him. His meal suddenly lost its color. It was already stale looking compared to the pile of garbage but the thought of Alfic's death churned his stomach. Just then he heard a sound of a sharp yelp and a large bundle of cloth fell from the chute and crashed into the pile of food scrap pile. Kyndral sprang to ready his spear and approached the pile. The cloth bundle twitched. "Who's there?" Kyndral approached with pike tip pointing at the moving cloth. The pile of cloth stopped moving, then there was a pained moan with more movement. Dark haired woman in servant's outfit crawled out among the pile of cloth and stained with food and other unmentionables. He didn't recognize her from the town but she wore a cloth badge indicating she was a castle servant. She had pale skin, dark green eyes but aside nothing stood out nor found her attractive. "Never returning to this shitty place again," she muttered and bumbled her way out of the food pile before slipping and planting her face to the pile of food scrap squealing. She cursed a bit more and Kyndral chuckled. The woman's stared into his eyes searchingly and gave him a warm grin. "Would you so kindly help me out of this pit?" Her voice sounded sweet, melodic and almost hypnotic. Kyndral set aside his pike against the wall and nodded at the woman. He should ask for her name, check whether she's injured or why she fell from the chute. Something clouded his thoughts and one that dominated his mind was to help her out of the pit and he didn't give a second thought. Who would like getting stuck in a pile of food scraps and excrement? She even face planted trying to wade her self out of it. Kyndral reach out to the woman for the last time.