My colleague, Aban, pressed his hands blue against its walls. He searched weeks for a hidden compartment, a loose stone; any way in. He found none.
I would kill for a way into Hel Ra Citadel, but they say no one has entered it in many lifetimes—that the entrance is barred and shielded by magical means.
I go now for the simple honor to do the same as Aban. Visiting such a storied landmark left by our ancestors will stir my soul, I'm sure.