Even father behind layna lagged the little noble boy. The one that the gulls had attacked. He seemed terrified of them, and rightfully so whenever he started to make his way up the cliff a gull would swoop in after him and peck at his face. There were already a few bloody streaks running down his face from where they broke the skin. He was bearing this all silently and slowly gathering up the courage to slowly make his way up the cliff.
The top of the cliffs are covered in a a variety of short brown grasses and a spattering of green mosses and lichens over the occasional large limestone boulder that littered the landscape. Occasionally there were small scuttlings in the grass of field mice picking out small seeds for their breakfast, or small lizards snatching the mice for theirs. Crythos makes his way towards the small arrangement of buildings surrounding the base of the Crystal tower. The town was called Toles, and it was not so much a town, as it was a couple of inns, with a smattering of general stores, and the occasional sheep or potato farm a few miles out. The Crystal Tower was the main attraction, and Toles was there solely to support it and it's inhabitants.
"Well it seems like some of you are already becoming acquainted." Crythos says a small smile spreading across his lips, "Why don't we all introduce ourselves?" he suggests. The falcon tilts it's head back at you all, eyeing you with a passive curiosity for a moment before a small lizard draws its attention away.