The walls of the town are not very high, and there are no ramparts here, only an open archway where a wide door was supposed to be.
Two hairy beast-kin guards with spears stand at each end, once they spot our large drifting boat they run inside, turning left and disappearing.
"This is their base?"
Jaki looks out into the river bend, taking note of the structured stone fortress.
Greenery grows along the walls signifying the age of the worn settlement.
There is barely any light provided by the fortress, only the starlight and the half-moon shine an outline in the inky black night above the running river.
We spotted the river only minutes after sailing north, leaving the bodies of the half-sylph for the ocean.
As we drift closer, the east wall is exposed to our line of sight, and the massive hole gives us an unobstructed view of the insides.
