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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Guilt Puppy" data-source="post: 881779" data-attributes="member: 6521">As you leave Jance, you find much the find on the North gate as you saw on the South: Rows of hooded figures, all at attention to your passage. They give you no trouble -- leaving town now, they do not even acknowledge you.The road to Bethel seems both well-traveled and well-tended. Under the the moonlight you can see cluttered houses and farmland, more productive in this area than beyond the satellites. At the halfway point, after less than two hours' journey, you find what can only be described as an ornate shack on the side of the road... It is all closed up, but the symbol on its steeple indicates it is a station of Fharlangn.It is full dark as you reach Bethel -- a tiered city, you discover, with a naturally elevated center topped by jagged rows of architecture. The rest of the city stretches out a good mile around this. Before you reach the town proper, you are confronted with a familiar sight: Folk in the same dress as those who lined the road to Bethel, here seemingly less numerous.Beyond the guards are rows of shanties -- surprisingly sparse for such a large place -- progressing into more proper buildings even before the city walls are reached. These seem great even in the distance -- a thick white stretching across the horizon, glistening by the light of moon and city.</blockquote>