This is an idea I can't decide on and would appreciate any input.
Also, compare the first few pages of the ol' comic to get an idea what I'm going on about.
It was a night of celebration.
Music and laughter filled the cold night air with warmth. Vendors were selling their wares, minstrels were singing, bards were weaving tall tales, jugglers were performing, children were cheering. Anywhere you looked, people were revelling. And, as if intimidated by the Nords’ boundless joy, no raincloud dared mar the autumn sky for once, so the city of Hiquelar basked in the shining light of two full moons.
High above the streets, the ancient fortress that towered over the city shone like a beacon. A marvellous building carved from the mountain itself thousands of years ago by shen masons to watch over the pass between the Nordlands and the Nalemon Plains, the great tower jutted towards the sk