Liam's group approached Ironbay late in the day, night was a few hours away, and finding an inn was of priority. The relatively medium-sized city was surrounded by a steel wall and had a massive metallic gate, protected by cannons and archers. Its name, Ironbay quickly made more sense as it looked like an iron fortress built over a shore, with the large endless forest being the sea.
Smoke and ash filled the air as the echoing bangs of hammers resonated in the nearly empty streets. Everyone kept to their homes and forges to not get run over by the iron carts, large armored carriages drawn by warhorses and filled with iron dust, finished weapons, and materials.
