The town had the appearance of a ghost town. The city walls were thin and already eroding despite the fact that they were only a score old. Even the buildings looked as if they had been destroyed then rebuilt several times. The overall atmosphere was cold and lonely, unlike regular towns. But Felix knew the streets would be filled with people soon enough. "Strange, isn't it Alure? No magic whatsoever... these mortals are so ignorant," he stated, scratching the ear of the large, brown horse that stood next to him. Felix tightened the leather straps that held the long, dual blades on his back. Then he ventured through the gates and further into the city, Alure following close behind him. True to his presumptions it didn't take long before the humans began emerging from their quaint little houses. His dirty blond hair fell over his eyes, covering his mesmerizing black irises.