As the vortex set down on the grassy path and dissipated, the passengers took the time to survey their surroundings. Tall crops behind wooden fences to the left and right. Behind them, the crops gave way to open plain. Above them, stars littered the sky and the half moon shined upon Creation, seeming like Luna casting a wicked grin upon the world. Before them, the grass gave way to a stone path, leading on for a few yards toward great stone walls and large wooden gates, currently closed. As the group drew closer through the nightly darkness, they saw the lower meters of the walls lined with overgrowth, making them look live and friendly, but even the longest growth didn't reach even halfway up, so trying to climb over the walls would be useless.<br/><br/>Atop the walls, some lights could be seen glowing in the dark, but no silhouettes of people. Finally, the assorted Exalts and friends reached the gates, and Vedaa knocked hard upon the wood. A minute later, a rectangular hatch opened in the gate, big enough for a lantern on a pole to be poked through and illuminate the group's faces. Behind it, a middle-aged man with a dark beard looked curiously over the strangers. "What's your business so late at night, travelers?" He asked with a deep voice.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Leaving it here because I'm not sure if you guys are going to come straight out saying "your city is in terrible danger take us to your King!"</div></div>