Half a day's walk from Magic City Sharia, not even an hour by horse, there lies a city ruin.
Or rather, what remains of a castle.
Great columns lie flat on the ground, stone slates scatter about.
This must be how the Parthenon would look after further deterioration.
It must have been a sight to behold once upon a time.
It gives the impression of a relic of history.
"What's left of the Scotts Castle, a relic from when mankind battled Laplace. It was said that thousands came to defend against the Demon invasion. In the end, all was for naught, and it was captured."
Explains the beautiful girl with golden braided hair besides me.
Graceful exterior, clad in expensive travel wear, a charismatic figure obvious even from afar.
Indeed, the one and only Ariel Anemoi Asura.
Half a day's walk from Magic City Sharia, not even an hour by horse, there lies a city ruin.Or rather, what remains of a castle.Great columns lie flat on the ground, stone slates scatter about.This must be how the Parthenon would look after further deterioration.It must have been a sight to behold once upon a time.It gives the impression of a relic of history."What's left of the Scotts Castle, a relic from when mankind battled Laplace. It was said that thousands came to defend against the Demon invasion. In the end, all was for naught, and it was captured."Explains the beautiful girl with golden braided hair besides me.Graceful exterior, clad in expensive travel wear, a charismatic figure obvious even from afar.Indeed, the one and only Ariel Anemoi Asura.
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