Warm air washed over them as they passed through the heavy oaken doors, and the interior was clean with tiled floors almost mirroring the hall perfectly. Tall granite columns were dressed in the finery of tapestries and rich cloth, the walls decorated with mosaics and the ceiling lined with white plaster. Ironcrest might have been built for war once upon a time, but it was still the home of Firthengart’s royal family and the heart of its greatest city. It seemed that the Firthengarians chose to have this reflected in its design, and built the interior just as magnificent as the exterior, if not as dour.