Radahn's Redmane Castle stood at the southernmost edge of Caelid, connected to the plains by a bridge called Impenetrable. Surrounded by water, it was easy to defend and hard to attack. The name of that bridge alone spoke volumes about Radahn's confidence.
Because Radahn himself was enormous, Redmane Castle had been built on an equally enormous scale. Its roads were wide, its rooms vast, and its doors huge. In short, everything was big.
Of course, ordinary roads, steps, doors, and so on had also been built specifically to accommodate people of normal size. It was clear that the architect who had designed Redmane Castle had put considerable thought and effort into it.
But Radahn had no taste for luxury, so his castle was nothing like the lavish residence of his own brother Rykard, with its glittering decorations and abundance of costly materials and ornaments. Instead, it was plain, simple, and dignified. The stone had been left its natural color, and beautiful ornaments were rarely seen.
What one saw most often were weapons and armor of every kind. Redmane Castle had more blacksmiths than anywhere else in the Lands Between. Among them were skilled craftsmen and master smiths, enough to form a blacksmiths' association without any trouble.
In fact, a piece selected from the master smiths' work would have sufficed as a prize for the Combat Festival. But again, Radahn did not consider that good enough.
Anything short of a legendary weapon failed to catch his eye. How could the strongest Demigod in the Lands Between give away a mere masterwork weapon? It would be too embarrassing.
Jerren's office was also quite large, making it feel particularly empty. Even a spoken word seemed liable to echo. Flames roared in the great fireplace.
Radahn was particularly fond of fire. There were even