[UNAR]
The Udrad gates were huge and somewhat unrealistic, but they did their job really well and right now, there were a bunch of Greroth people out there who would probably cause harm to the lycans of Udrad.
Unar had been sighing constantly, like he was being forced to grow up, but then it wasn't like this was just one of the many duties of the crown prince.
He could feel the fear of the lycans running back to their homes to hide, and that shit made him feel terrible for housing Alanor. He had taken him and now his people were worried about the imminent threat from the warlocks.
"Open them," Unar said to Leroy.
"Hold up, we need to compose ourselves first,'' Leroy said and they fixed themselves to make it seem like they didn't smell like a tavern. However, it seems like anyone had the guts to question today anyway.
"Alright, now I can open them,'' Leroy said as he opened the gates.
SOS: The young Wynter lost all braincells, help required to fix him