Re: [The Kingdom]
[The forest breaks at last, and the great, regal ramparts of the great walled city rise above. The white stone reaches proudly into the sky, with little hand holds to scale if one were to get over the moat to begin with. There doesn’t seem to be any perimeter guard... and as you step towards the lowered draw bridge, you understand why... You are pushed gently back by a force of magic or divine will.
Words form in the air:]
A perfect line of straight teeth Line my jaw though I can not speak. I’ve no eyes to see or hands to feel Pull upon me if order you seek