Despite the fact that it was January, that the weather was bitter and it stung ones face, Roderigo walked through the corridor and made it out to the open Courtyard. Luckily, he had brought his extra cloak, which he hastily fastened over his robes as he looked around the stone courtyard. The gloomy overcast gave a gray aura to everything, and the sweeping drafts of wind certainly did make it quite cold. But Roderigo liked the cold weather; he preferred it over the sweltering hot summer weather. He began walking around, slightly bored. There were quite a few people in the courtyard as well, but he didn't know them and didn't want to bother them. Shoving his hands into his pants pockets, he leaned against a stone column that had a large gargoyle perched at the top. He had a break from classes and he needed to get out of the castle.