The actual gate of Servandor, a massive iron portcullis, stood fully raised, as it had for centuries, since the annexes were built. The city was roughly circular and sat at a sharp bend on the river, backed by water almost halfway around its circumference, with annexes radiating outward in concentric half circles around the remainder. Between the high, sheer harbor wall and the layered defenses provided by the annex militias the main city was nearly unassailable.


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