Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190929011112/@comment-25828117-20191002155611

Baldr and Clodagh came to the city square at the center of the arena-like city. If one were to shout here, it would carry quite far no doubt.

Earlier today, martial arts training had taken place here. Now it was mostly populated by pigeons and couples, chatting.

No sign of Garran here.

From the square four stairways shot out as if it were a crossroads. Each ninety degrees from the other. One leading up to where they had come from. The weaver's district and their dormatory. Another, the city gates so to speak. Leading to the welcome center from which they had arrived. And two to the side, one leading to the artisan quarter and the other to the hanging gardens.