Tensions were high as we walked through the gate, a forged merchant's pass allowing us in without question. Of course the guards had checked but with Delta's skill there was no way that they would notice.
As we walked around the streets I couldn't help but notice how serious the atmosphere was around here. There was no tension around telling of a war but this sort of zealous seriousness as if they had some god given objective.
Their eyes were clouded despite the liveliness that they seemed to show. The most unnatural thing about them though was the stiffness in their gaze. When they turned their head to look at us they had this sort of stiff gaze that seemed to be some dead. Like they weren't in control of their own bodies.
It was a grim thought but for now they seemed content to let us do what we wanted.
