"And there it is... Custodia, the primary bastion holding back the hordes that linger inside the Terracotta Grottos. Before the Crusade - and the appearance of those Gates - our estimates concluded that 10,000 to 15,000 people lived in and or nearby the city - give or take a few hamlets and villages, of course."
Satanya sat atop the carriage and looked at the illuminated walls of Custodia, the brazers lining the large stone walls all filled with firewood and currently casting light across the outskirts of the city, keeping it lit up alongside the light of the moon overhead.
Scanning over the walls, I frowned as I took note of the dozen men and women that walked across its surface at random, no discipline in their patrol as they made their way from one brazier to another, all while they occasionally looked out over the plains.
