To the Citadel
The citadel, the heart of Bluegate Keep, loomed before us, a stark monolith of blue stone against the fiery backdrop of the sky. It was a sprawling complex, a labyrinth of towers, walls, and courtyards that seemed to stretch into the heavens. The architecture was severe and functional, prioritizing defense over aesthetics, every surface, every angle, designed to deflect spells and arrows and protect the inhabitants within. The walls themselves were sheer and smooth, offering no handholds or footholds for any would-be climber foolish enough to attempt a direct assault.