Thread:Argali1/@comment-26210095-20160321024139/@comment-26210095-20160321025736

As it sails into the harbor, a small delegation of officials is there to meet them. A few dignitaries, and a noble or two. The harbor is massive, and tall towers and lighthouses are seen. Although as a whole less high then Minas Tirith, it is greater, and some of the towers in the 5th wall of the city climb a thousand feet above the habor. The stench of blood increases as you pass the slave markets, but the rich aromas of exotic spices and perfumes approaches as you near the merchant's quarter. Umbar city hugs the bay and the river Ambarduin like a wet kiss along the sea. The sand here is black, although the water is crystal blue on this fine day. The towers of the king and the great nobles of the Council of Capitains are seen on the horizon. Truly this is the greatest city in the Harad, and one of the wonders of the world.