This large, triangular plaza must once have been thronging with

travelers at one point, but now is eerily deserted. The wind stirs up

clouds of gritty dust, and howls mournfully through the empty streets.

These wide streets lead off to the west, northwest and southwest,

their blue tiles often shattered, exposing the black earth beneath. To

the east, a large arch leads out into the inner bailey of the entrance

gate. A feeling of cursed doom pervades the area.