The Citadel

As the sun sets and golden light filters in through the glass you pass room after room of either a small cafe where students on break sit and sip small coffee from little brilliant blue and white cups. You walk past a massive hangar building like big silvery ribs of a white arcane canvas and within it you can see artificers working alongside wizards these powerful wrapped white gloves with chain mail on the inside. If they build some massive structural automaton some strange silvery chrome centipede that will some you know insect insectoid mechanical structure who knows what it will do? It has the buzzing feel of an academy brought to life of people talking about important things and all of these brilliant minds brought to this one