Clip-Clop!
The rhythmic clatter of hooves on the soft crunch of dirt filled the air as the group approached the towering gates of Westreach, the grand Western hub of Eldoria. This city was the lifeline connecting the kingdom's heartland to the wild frontiers beyond.
Boy took a moment to admire the sight before him. The white-stone walls, that Boy could faintly sense were reinforced with ancient rune wards, loomed overhead, standing as an imposing symbol of Eldoria's strength.
The gatehouse entrance was heavily fortified, rows of armored guards standing at rigid attention, their grips firm on their weapons. A thick tension hung in the air, sharpened by the occasional muffled argument between weary travelers and the watchmen.
