"Hold, ser." [i]JT wouldn't find himself entering without no interference, as a few of the Trayven patrols would stop him at the gates. The patrol consisted of three men and two women - an army that utilized both genders, oddly enough - each of them armored in the same fashion - [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/3c/4c/ca/3c4ccac913ffa4a24ff1bf217e59809e.jpg]suiting the colder October weather, the soldiers took to wearing an outfit intended for colder weathers, the jackets they wore a light grey color, lined with chainmail underneath. Their helmets were strapped to their chins, their forearms and shins guarded by steel.[/url][/i] "May I ask why you've approached this place, sir?" [i]From above, the men in the watchtowers had split between watching JT, and scanning the horizon. Crossbows were yet to be trained upon him, though those with longbows studied the outskirts still.[/i]