It is a long march up the creaky wooden stairs, as a cold morning breeze buffets you as you climb. There are shivers all around but at least the climb up the stair keeps your blood flowing. Up the side of the cliff, you think you see some rocks moving, but upon further examination you you realize that they are actually large snails of some sort, some as big as your head. They are moving ever so slowly down the cliff face, and every so often a huge crab pops out of a small cave in the cliff face, grabs one, then retreats into the cliff.
The gulls dive after the crayfish beaks snapping in a wild frenzy, a few pack and snap at each other even though there are plenty to go around. A few get brave enough to nip at a young girl with sandy blonde hair, wearing a plain brown skirt. She yelps, and an older boy dressed in rough sailors clothes steps in the way and plants a kick squarely in the gull's face. It squawks and flies back and the others shy away from the duo from now on.
As you near the top of the stairs you see a tall man dressed in dark blue blue robes with silver runes embroidered around the sleeves and the base. He has shoulder length white hair, the color of snow, and bright violet eyes. He looks older, although he stands completely straight, his skin is well worn and wrinkled. You hear a screech and a falcon dives and lands on his shoulder. "Welcome" he says in a even voice with the bare hint of a foreign accent. "To the Crystal Tower. I am Crythos. I will be showing you around. Please follow me."