The sojourners followed as the last remaining warriors of The Witchless City ventured forth, looking up at the colossal tower that stood high above them. Their cloaks and blades unburdened with neither blood nor magicburn, the scouting expedition looked to one another with curiosity and confusion alike.   "...Have you ever gotten so close?"   There was silence among the party, before one old voice broke it among quiet winter winds.   "No, not once. Not in a lifetime