As you approach the looming gates, you come across a statue made of marble. The male
figure is posed as if it were going to take a step back, it's hands still half-raised in the
middle of the motion. It's eyes are hidden beneath short hair and an eye-patch protruding
down from a hat, but it's mouth is ajar with surprise. Although the fine clothes the male is
suited with are singed and tattered, the skin's surface is smooth and unharmed. On it's
back, two short wings are spread. The ends of them are uneven and torn, as if ripped
apart. With a closer look, fine detail can be seen on them, showing every crack and curve
leather wings would have.
»Intrigued, you reach to stroke the surface of the wings.
»Disturbed, you decide to leave.
