Yogw stepped away from the entrance to Babil, heading back towards the forest. He had a bad feeling about what was going on, and that feeling had not dissipated since the day before.
He glanced back into the entrance of Babil. The tower was vast to either side, seeming almost as large as an entire city. The tower was made of what seemed like stone, the walls dented and rough, but held strong.
The entrance was dark, nothing could be seen from the outside of the tower. Babil was what seemed like a massive cylinder that reached so high that the top could not be seen.
There were reports of Adventurers trying to scale the tower, but none of them had ever managed to find and entrances by the side.
The only way to conquer Babil was to enter from the bottom and make your way up.
Yogw felt a chill down his spine as he watched the dark entrance of Babil.
