Roland and his knights arrived at the edge of Doria in the middle of the night, they did not make their way into the city however. This was because they had returned victorious and it was a tradition that when soldiers returned from war they be seen by the people, whether they had won or lost.
It was because of this tradition that they slept outside the city gates, restlessly waiting for morning to come.
As the sun rose above the horizon, casting its golden glow over the city the following day, the soldiers and knights rode into the city on the backs of their horses. The ones that were not on horseback marched on foot, waving flags or swords as triumphant echoes resonated through the cobblestone streets.
Celestial trumpets were blown from the top of the wall around the city, they were so powerful that they could be heard all the way in Eldertwead.
