The trek to the settlement was uneventful, cross the rocky terrain of the surrounding area. Scrubland, from the looks of it, with little more than tough-looking plants barely gripping the soil, and small, scurrying insects and animals in sight.<br/><br/>It was a long, but wide, route, up the side of the hill, along with a few other weary-looking travelers, before he reached the city proper. A stone wall surrounded it, but with the hill already protecting it, it was a strong, defensible position. A pair of guards stood at the gate, armed with spears and light, metal armor, checking the travelers as they came through. He could overhear from their discussions that the same questions were being asked again and again; something about 'the flame' not being lit, with no idea of why, or when it might return. He'd also catch the name of the city: Torch.<br/><br/>Finally, it was his turn to enter. The guards nodded to him, but apparently didn't note anything unusual about his subtly less-than-normal appearance.. or the drone that was following behind him. Some of the other travelers had unusual, non-human traits, as well; one had an arm replaced with a metal limb, and another looked as if it had a similar artificial body to his own. "Welcome to Torch, traveler. Business in the city?"