Surr Kirococ Of The Nomucs Tribe
Surr continued down the road to the castle. It was only a few minutes of walking, but he had become accustom to the strange glances and large birth that he was given. It amazed him that in a city with so many people and so little space that they were able to find enough room to move that far away from the zarc.
Finally approaching the castle, Surr took a moment to look up at the giant structure. Massive and made of stone, likely to be resilient against siege. Great place to hide away if you have strong enemies, but it brought with it destruction to both the area that it had to be set up and to the area where the stone had to be taken from. The zarc would never build such a structure. The toxic and medicinal plants of The Swamps acted as both protection and trade, and they would never dare to threaten them.
Taking a few steps, and looking level with the ground, Surr approached the armored men standing before the door to the castle. Pulling out the pass that had gotten him through the gate, Surr gave it to one of the armored men.