Watchtower

[Daniel]

Towering over the main gate stood a large tower, now finished. At the "centuries perch," --the top level of the tower-- nearly the entire military base could be seen by the naked eye, and Abestat itself could be seen with even the most basic telescope.

It base frame was finished and made of well-quarried stone shiped from the Arium province; wet mortar had been feverishly thrown about and stained the outside wall of the tower.

A thick, oak-framed doorway was carefuly placed facing away from the gates entrance. The same sturdy oak was used to build the staircase that squarly arose from the walls to the "centuries perch" at the top. This top area was finished and had a nice oak floor, a gift from Mr. Lastra himself for those weary souls who had to trod the lookout tower all day and night.

The tower was ever busy: lookouts already assigned there jockeyed for space with the patrols ever roving up-and-down the tower. Down at the bottom, another guard was placed at the entrance checking for military I.Ds.

"Serale, do you need any help?"