The Next Day
Another group emerged from the forest trail.
A line of carriages creaked forward, heavy with essential supplies. Livestock plodded alongside. Their hooves crunched softly against the soil.
It was the group Lucien had sent out. Now returning with goods purchased from the territories west of Lootwell.
But as the forest began to thin, they saw it.
Something towering.
Something unfamiliar.
A massive fortress wall rose in the distance. It casted a long shadow over the land.
Solid.
Imposing.
Almost unreal.
"The entire convoy slowed to a halt.
"Wait… Are you sure this is Lootwell?" a voice asked filled with disbelief.
It didn't come from Lucien's people.
The speaker was a newcomer.
Aldren Hornvale.
The young heir to the Barony of Hornvale, one of the territories West of Lootwell.
Another voice followed, just as stunned.
"I… I can't believe it. What kind of resources would it take to build something like that?"
