Were Here

Adaceus rode the trail towards the gate, eventually reaching them and stared up its vast height. It was mad from a dark type of wood planks, all stapled within were silver colored steel bolts and iron plates that designed it throughout. The walls that held them in were titanic in size, and provided a large space of shade, shielding them from the suns afternoon glow.

They stopped just close enough to the gates, to where Hainan could talk to the guards without jumping off the carriage. All of them needed to be assessed in order for them to be granted entry, as Hainan explained, and it was a simple process, which Adaceus found nothing wrong with. The guards that were responsible for these assessment's were in these strange spaces that were built in the walls, small spaces where people in light armor were in, and separating them was a wide window, barred with rods of metal. There was a small gate in a far corner, with an emblem hung placed on top of it.

Hainan handed them something after the guards opened that gate, before being commented about the wound on his shoulder, which he shot down and assured that he was fine with a timid and crooked smile. The person inside observed what Hainan gave him, it was a small white tablet with a mix of gold and blue encrusted within, barely the size of his palm. Continuing to examine it, a look of surprise came to him, turning to the other people in the room in a look of surprise. After a couple of seconds, the man holding the tablet gave another an order, and with quick time, the gates to the city of Prahu slowly rose open in a loud rumble.

The man then handed back the tablet to Hainan, before saying.

"Welcome back, Lord Hainan."

Adaceus watched in anticipation as the gates disappeared before them, the rumbling noise coming to a halt with a loud clank, as it fully opened. Prahu, the vast city, was within his sights. He took a moment, taking in the details of it all. 

There was a wide space at the entrance, like a semi circle mad of stone brick and designed with strange markings drawn in that resembled flowers and the sort, all made with colored an assortment of colored stones. Just a ways away, he could see the beginning of the street, a road, decorated beside were the buildings

"Adaceus?" Hainan asked.

"O-oh, I apologize," he said, flustered, and made the horses get in.

They went along the city streets, and Adaceus eyes shined at the surroundings. A structure of every kind was laid along the corners of the road, a variety of them, with a cluster of lively walking people gabbing away, gathering in each and every one of them with curious eyes. On his left he could see stalls, selling fruits or produce, spices and other foodstuffs with their vendors advertising them with a boisterous roar and ringing bells. There were even unique stalls to his right, offering jewelries of gold laden necklaces, bejeweled rings, and pure silver bands, with their sellers just as embellished as their products-the shopping district.

Turning around a corner, he was met with another sight. Small buildings that were built together, and with glass panes that showed what product they also offered. Books, dresses, and there were even workshops for armors and weapons, placed displayed for all to see.

After minutes of riding the corridor that was this road, and as the people shuffled away from the carriage, he looked at the citizens of this city. There was a mix of them, all walking the streets in a blend of multiple forms. There was something that caught his eye, though, a small, adolescent boy unlike any of the people here, helping unload boxes to a vendor. With patches of black fur spread across his entire body. His ears were catlike oversized in comparison to his head and flopped down, and his hands were covered with fur and long claws, and a tail waived at his waist.

He looked to the boy in intense focus of the peculiar form.

Another race? He thought.

The boy looked at him, glared with a tense look, and turned his head away with a scoff.

M-mm, Oops, and he averted his eyes.

After a couple of minutes riding, with Adaceus taking in the new sights of everything in the city with glittering eyes, filled with curiosity and taking in every nook available. Hainan turned to him and asked.

"Adaceus, turn here," and he pointed to it with his finger.

And he looked to where he was pointing to.

"May I ask why?" 

"That's the direction of the hospice, we need to go there."

"What is a hospice?" Adaceus asked, and Hainan looked at him dubiously, with a look of 'You don't know what that is?' but Adaceus didn't notice the change of face. Grinning in understanding, Hainan explained, "It's a place of healing, one where we can recover from injury.

Adaceus understood why, and he obliged, clumsily turning that way, he still hadn't gotten the hang of turning horses. After a few minutes and another row of buildings traveled, they reached the gates of a large building.

It was enclose in a wall of red colored stones, and at the center was a large gate, with the top of it holding a symbol of a rod with two snakes overlapping it. A guard that was on standby opened the gates to let them inside, and they continued to the structure. It was a large building, reaching high, with the same symbol form the gate on it outer face, with the same red stone its primary material.

The guards got down there horses and went to the front carriage, where they bid their goodbyes to Hainan and Adacues with a salute before going to the compartment, getting from inside a wounded and lumbering Zovrech, where they carefully escorted him in the building-quickly,. 

Adaceus then asked Hainan.

"Do you need assistance as well Mr. Hainan?"

"O-oh, no, I'm fine, I think its best if I return home, I have a personal healer there so it'll be fine."

"Are you certain?"

"Yes I am, lets go home," and Adaceus mad the horses move.

"And where is that? Mr. Hainan, you're home"

"Close, actually, just a couple of minutes to reach it."

"Understood."

And they exited the gates, and they carried on the road.