05-08-2020, 03:17 PM
Female Gate Guard-[Imperial]: "Strangers as thee shall garner attention without introduction. Yet perhaps thou may reconsider mention of thy homeland."
She winks at Judy suggestively.
Female Gate Guard-[Imperial]: "On thy way then."
The gate guard beckons the party to clamber through the gaping hole. They do as instructed and proceed into the lower ring of Waelass. The homes within are only ever so slightly an improvement to those outside. The stones in the walls are more carefully arranged and some are even cut to fit. The exposed ground is more even than natural earth indicating some past efforts at improving the place. The path the party stands on is laid in stone and follows along a path of stair ways that rise two or three more times (some of the view is occluded by higher up buildings and inner walls) until it terminates at the main keep way up above.
The streets are remarkably empty. At a glance there is a single elderly man carrying a pair of water buckets down the way. However, as before, there are several lights peering out from various windows that signal the presence of at least a few peasantfolk. From this side of the wall the party sees there are relatively few guards to keep watch from atop such massive and wide reaching walls. The terrain outside may make it easy for any on approach to be seen but there is no fathomable way these guards could cover all the required lines of sight.
Finally, there is a funny odor hanging about the air. It is certainly part sewage in origin, but there is a second unplaceable aroma about.
She winks at Judy suggestively.
Female Gate Guard-[Imperial]: "On thy way then."
The gate guard beckons the party to clamber through the gaping hole. They do as instructed and proceed into the lower ring of Waelass. The homes within are only ever so slightly an improvement to those outside. The stones in the walls are more carefully arranged and some are even cut to fit. The exposed ground is more even than natural earth indicating some past efforts at improving the place. The path the party stands on is laid in stone and follows along a path of stair ways that rise two or three more times (some of the view is occluded by higher up buildings and inner walls) until it terminates at the main keep way up above.
The streets are remarkably empty. At a glance there is a single elderly man carrying a pair of water buckets down the way. However, as before, there are several lights peering out from various windows that signal the presence of at least a few peasantfolk. From this side of the wall the party sees there are relatively few guards to keep watch from atop such massive and wide reaching walls. The terrain outside may make it easy for any on approach to be seen but there is no fathomable way these guards could cover all the required lines of sight.
Finally, there is a funny odor hanging about the air. It is certainly part sewage in origin, but there is a second unplaceable aroma about.