Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190911184542/@comment-25828117-20190913161415

Scaldor's words did nothing to Lysilde. She had other things on her mind.

Sanchel's houses were made of an earth like substance, coloring them a milky beige or slightly darker red. the roofs were decorated with blue paints that had in some places started to flake off. Colorful ribbons revealed the enterances to bazaars covered from the sun by wooden grates of sorts. Spanning the entire bazaar. These overhead grates were intertwined with vines and flowers. The fragrence they doused the bazaars with was sweet and pleasant.

Shops sold literally anything one could imagine, but mostly silver ware and carpets.