The old town of Knightwell once once the social square of the city. Several ages ago, the large metropolis was simply a small town, populated only by the queen's army and their families. The town grew over the course of several generations, and expanded far past the original 2 mile radius it started with. This part of the city had been altered the least in order to keep its historical significance. The keep and townsquare being very popular tourist attractions, they as well as the entire main street and its strips of shops have all kept that old world value that people read about in history books. Old Taverns could be found here, complete with shady guys with eye patches offering "Quest" to local "adventurers". Though in reality its just a tourist attraction where the tavern keeper summons particularly non-lethal giant rats in the basement or the like, and then pays the brave "adventurer" with special coins that are only usable in his tavern, as well as most other places on the strip.<br/><br/>The town square and main street does, to its credit, sell a bit of nifty old world artifacts and makes lots of goods that are not seen in most stores now in days. Its practically the only place where you can get a pure magical healing potion, as apparently, studies show that ingesting too much magically infused liquids can lead to many diseases, and a particularly shortened lifespan. While many other expertly done studies have pointed out that the correlation between potions and shortened life is simply because the main buyers of healing potions already lead dangerous lives, and that drinking the potions themselves wouldn't actually harm you... the damage was already done and public acceptance for magic-only-healing is now pretty low with most crowds. Luckily, the nice witch who owns the potion store makes enough of a profit to get by in this area.<br/><br/>In front of the square, was the Knightwell Keep. The old castle where the Queen lived, and where her elite army was trained. The grounds today are opened to the public, the insides of the keep itself is used for tours, and the grounds are used for public shows such as bands, or old style tournaments, though with magically enhanced non-lethal weaponry.On most days, many many cosplayers are walking around, with swords and chainmail armor bought from the blacksmith. Many others would walking around in rather skimpy looking mage outfits, some of which are very annoyed at the ones wearing them who aren't actual mages. Right now there were only a handful here and there due to how late it ran, but the Tavern was still open.<br/><br/>Sadly, this is just the square and main street. Once you walk away from the touristy parts, one finds that old town is more or less a slum. Old broken down buildings with shoddy wiring, bad plumbing, terribly street lighting, small roads that don't work well with vehicles, no indoor air conditioning, and a lot of run down buildings that the city doesn't see fit to rebuild. Your destination, the old Church of Iomedae, had slowly crumbled over the years. While it was built to last, it was not maintained. The stained glass windows were broken and dirty, moss had overtaken the side of the stone walls. The iron fence was rusted and broken in several places. Besides that, the church didn't seem like it had a lot of activity going on inside. It had two still in tact wooden doors in the front on top of a stone stairwell as the main entrance. You also knew there was a backdoor behind the church, which lead to the cemetery.<br/><br/>A single street lamp lit down and showed that standing in front of the church, was a gnomish guy and a tiefling girl. Both of them about in their equivalent 20's. The gnome was wearing a tight spike leather outfit, with bright green hair, several piercings covering his face and ears, and wearing lots of jewelry. He had a small pistol to his side as he smoked. The girl was taller, with large horns protruding out of her head. Black hair went down as she had thick eyeliner on her face, with black lipstick. She wore a mostly ripped outfit as well, several knives to her side with her gun actually in her hand. They seemed to be talking about something, though most likely out of boredom than anything else.<br/><br/><br/><br/>