Re: Caer for a Dance?
Tam made her way through the rain-swept Scars, sticking close to the leaning houses. Folk scurried to and fro, dashing between doors. The route to the square from the Swung Fist was direct. Along the way Tam wandered past a well-maintained large building on the corner of a block, outside which lounged several armed men. Their attitude was one of casually watching the passers-by, whilst talking amongst themselves. As Tam passed, a short merchant approached the group, exchanged a few words, and was directed inside with nods from the men.
The square itself was busy as usual, though the street traders seemed a little shy of the rain.
Tanholme was a minor contrast to the Scars. The housing was more respectable, though of a similar style. Here were more businesses and shops, mixed amongst the housing, which gave the area a homely feel. Tam soon found that the northern part of the district was given over mostly to housing, some of which seemed to be home to fairly wealthy merchants. There was a substantial church, and even a single mansion.
More businesses could be found in the south. Here too was another church, this one walled. Around here it was evident where the name Tanholme came from - the buildings down near the river were widely spaced, with channels dug into the streets providing water. Though the tanners had long since been relegated to outside the city walls, here was where they would have worked when Caer Anddross was but a small village. A couple of ancient looking watermills still turned, a little incongruous in the city setting.
Another large building with armed men outside it stood near the river. The men at this one seemed a little more raucous and rough as they sat upon benches outside, not minding the rain. This place seemed larger than the other Tam had seen.