"So.. you're finally awake..", spoke Brog without glancing back at the boy behind him as he adjusted the reins of his boar mount.
Upon opening his eyes, Seijurou was greeted by a looming wall before him. It was so high and massive that he could barely make out of the top of it. Grey, with a slight tinge of green, he knew the materials used to build the monstrosity were sturdy enough to withhold a storm conjured by the gods themselves.
Around the unlikeliest of pairs were Orcs gathered around, seeking passage through the gargantuan wall. Each individual held a piece of paper made out of some animal's hide with a cue number written on it, indicating their turn to go through a screening process. The screeners sat by a table near an enormous door leading to the interior of what seemed to be a city; and situated at each side were Orc warriors standing guard.
