Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160127045825/@comment-5543592-20160205215205

Lazarus Grimm wrote:

The governmental district was indeed a sight to see. Every building had been constructed from the very mountain itself with traces of veins of silver, gold and shimmering gems inside their walls and pillars. The plaza had a statue erected in the honor of general Skogg, a Nord who had fought in the war against the Thalmor and who had bravely defended the city of Markarth even as it fell under siege and was turned into nothing but ruins. When the Beasts had mysteriously emerged, he had taken the lead of a group of survivors to construct the Underkeep within the mountain, safe from the hulking horrors of the world outside.

From the plaza Oedipus would be able to see the mayor's residence, the council chambers, the buildings of the offices of trade, the arsenal, and the barracks. Oedipus scoffed at the statue. Pompous Dwellers. He thought bitterly, glaring up at the work of stone. The rest of this place was no better. Just a bunch of hodgepodge buildings slapped together. He thought it all looked overly stupid. Cities were stupid, period.