((Discussion Thread: Flowers of War (Discussion Thread))) The Imperial Capital of Amarath was a splendid sight to behold, it's buildings stretching for miles in all directions. Thatched roof houses, commonly with timber support structures and cob building material, were packed together near the outskirts of the city and held much of the poor and working class. Although dirty and crowded, the living conditions here were still better than what many small and poor kingdoms outside of the Empire could afford. Agriculture, the arts, sewer systems, and various medieval technology was at the peak within these city walls, allowing those closer to the center to live in great luxury. Various smaller walls and cobblestone roads crisscrossed the city, extending out through it's gates to the cities beyond. Center City, the part of the capital holding the Holy Palace, was surrounded by a circular wall. Within this wall was like a second city able to hold it's own even if the rest of Amarath should fall around them. The palace was constructed out of marble and beautiful stained glass but was also heavily reinforced, retaining elegance and practicality. It had many large spires arching up towards the sky having a height dwarfing the rest of the buildings. Few outside of the capital would have seen anything like it before or since. It was this majestic palace that a group of individuals were lurking towards within the shadows that torchlight didn't reach. They would not be intimidated. They had their sights set on the Empress held within the walls, wishing to end her life for the sake of the world. Luckily for them, the heavily armed and armored elite guards patrolling the grounds had not yet noticed their presence and the way was clear leading up to a secret back entryway given to them by a spy working as one of the many maids needing to upkeep the palace rooms. A group of women patrolling in red and dark grey armor suddenly appeared along the path. They weren't of the standard royal guard. They didn't appear to be as experienced either. "I swear, I thought I saw something," one of them, a girl with brown hair tied into a ponytail, said while looking around, her eyes straining in the dark. Two women with torches advanced forward to try and get a better look.