Built-in Silver Pasture, the city of wine is one of the largest cities in the land and house one of the most active merchant community. A thick stone wall rings the city, pierced in five places by the city's gates. Like the spokes of a wheel, broad, straight streets lead from each gate to the city center where a statue of the god of wine provides protection for any travelers that entered the city. The layout of these streets and the location of certain city features, such as the market, many inns, and warehouses, pay homage to the merchants that build the city. Cultures of all kinds exist within the city walls all interacting in a melting pot of traditions.

In front of each gate stands two stone giants in the shape of a tiger. These guardians are imbued with ancient magic and serve as gatekeepers into the city. Anyone who wishes to enter must provide an offering to lands or to the city itself. It can be as simple as a flower or extravagant as a gold statue but all offering must hold some greater meaning to the traveler. 

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After a long day of traveling, the party of Adrian, Chance, and Nessa finally touch down near the city’s gate. A long flow of merchants and caravan streamed into the city. Before passing the gate, each traveler stopped before the two large statues and held up their offering. If their offering was accepted it began to glow and slowly disperse into a thousand tiny lights. That was the sign that it was accepted while the offering would simply stay put if it was rejected.

Adrian got off Diana and stretch his aching back. He then put on his ring and turns to the others. [color=0072bc][i]“Welcome to Du’vir. Everyone gather your belongings, the griffins won't be coming with us. Also, this city is rather special. You need to pay a tribute before entering. Just offer something that shows who you are, it doesn’t have to be expensive or anything.”
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After everyone gathered their belongings, the Griffins took off into the air and disappeared into the distance. He wasted the griffins fly away before walking towards the main road. It was rather busy with all kinds of people and races from all over the land. They were all here for the festival of wine where the powers of the statues would be replenished. It would happen once every few years and would draw hundreds of thousands of people. 

[color=0072bc][i]“…I wish you were here to see this Haki. You always liked festivals,” [/i][/color]Adrain thought while looking at the flower that the druid mother left.