Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190207224937/@comment-25828117-20190210172453

"Yeah, sure." Graicus nodded.

They entered through the main gate, into the market place. The grey city was built with hight in mind. thick windowless stone spires loomed overhead from jagged rocks and every so often it appeared like doors had been put into those same rocks. No one appeared to mind the lack of windows since there was hardly any sunlight to speak of.

The Silver-Blood inn stood beyond a row of market stalls, across a small stream that snaked through the city. Its large doors adorned with brass geometric shapes.