Thread:Eureka Enderborn/@comment-25344655-20151224064018/@comment-26084195-20151224082459

It takes a few days, and the generosity of a few other travellers, but Glosur eventually comes before the gates of the Red City.

The city is, in fact, built upon a peninsula, and its walls are, as such, comparatively small. They are still quite thick, however. There is a river which directly separates this curious peninsula of strange purplish gray grass and the much greener plains outside, and a bridge running over that river. The bridge is quite well guarded by men in full plate armour. The walls are lined with archers, and the towers have very odd looking metal contraptions at the top. The guards at the gate stop you.

"Sir, we're going to have to confiscate your weapons before we let you in. Don't worry, you'll get them back when you leave."