Peridot

Oakrest's Citadel has many entrances, some only known to its residents. The most famous, of course, is the one found in a box canyon and covered in mountain oaks, grown strong after many years under Murphy's watchful eye. The imposing gates are guarded by keen observers, most noted for keeping visitors out and keeping their relics in.

On the sun-parched road that leads to the Citadel, however, on the route of many traders and mercenaries, is a humble structure built of stone and rammed earth. It is enough apart that none would confuse it as part of the Citadel, yet close enough to sit in the protective shadow of Oakrest's myriad fighters.

The little building is whitewashed against the desert heat, and a small rivulet nearby provides water. There is an herb garden, irrigated and meticulously tended, which can be seen around the merry fence. Its path up to the front door is a mass of cobblestones lined with succulents for a cheery green among the searing gold light of Dragonhome, and posted on a sign for all to see are the words:

Then, below, in smaller script, as if in challenge to the Citadel itself, the motto: