Chapter 389: Spending Gold
The tower was surrounded by forty-foot-tall walls that appeared to be made from a single piece of stone. Max had spent some time inspecting the white stone, which seemed a stark contrast to the often darker-colored stones used for the roads, sidewalks, and buildings that weren’t painted.
Only two entrances, one from the north and one from the south allowed access, and each required passing through a checkpoint.
As they approached, neither of the guards did much beyond nod their heads, staying on the opposite side of the opening.
“It appears we were expected,” Fowl muttered as they made their way to the pair of guards at the small entrance in the wall.
“Well, we probably stand out,” Max stated as he pointed back at the group they had passed. “Most of these groups have three or four dwarves, and we only have two.”
“And not a single elf so far out here,” Cordellia said. “I guess you short people don’t like us tall people.”
“It’s not us, dear,” Batrire replied. “Every dwarf knows we’ve reached out and offered to take anyone who comes. Your people are some of the best mages and archers, yet you don’t often join us. The few who do are loved on and taken care of.”
“So it’s our problem?”
“It is,” Tanila answered. “We’re the problem… or perhaps a portion of our people are the reason for all this.”