Below the fortress made of white bones, the first and perhaps only batch of visitors arrived.
The closer they got to the Bone Fortress, the more towering and grim it appeared. Countless skeletons and Undead wandered among the bones, filled with the environment's death aura. The sound of bones rattling, to the young girls raised on stories of the Undead, made the scene before them seem like a childhood Mare come to life, naturally invoking the fear and excitement they felt as children when they heard these tales. As for the Undead themselves, although they had sensed the living beings from afar, they did not respond as they did to other scouts, with attacks and intimidation to expel the intruders. Instead, they acted as though they saw nothing, allowing the visitors to approach the fortress and even watched them traverse traps and reach the rib bone chevaux-de-frise without any show of hostility.
