Several miles away, the great marble city of Naydalt is in celebration of its hero. The residents of the city feast and cheer for the entrance of Naydalt. Naydalt, one of the oldest humanoids on the planet, has emerged from the mines to partake in the celebration in his honor. Not only is Naydalt one of the oldest but he is also arguably the strongest humanoid. The citizens are also celebrating the finished construction of their great city. Each building is a monolith towering over the once-empty surface of the land. They have yet to be used and do not have a scratch on them; one can almost see their reflection in the fresh marble. At nearly all intersections, there is a fountain bursting with liquid methane, creating a sort of white noise throughout the city. It was, Naydalt thought, beautiful but certainly had more excess than the mines of Staycon, where the humanoids lived and where Naydalt is rising from to see the celebration in his honor.