Carcasonne Ch 04
Carcassonne, Chapter Four – To Hell and Back © Bad Hobbit Rodrigo arose early the next morning, and made straight for the battlements. Less than ten minutes later, he returned, breathless. ‘Don Carlos,’ he called, urgently to me as he burst in through the bedroom door, ‘the signal!’ We had passed the night before we arrived in Carcassonne at a small, rather humble auberge in the foothills of the mountains, which stood atop a cliff with an impressive view of the citadel. From there, the road...