The bridge

Dismissing the advice of Gordon the watchman, you wrap around the settlement and head west. The great bridge is a wonder of the world, a platform of stone suspended by steel twine. It is a marvel beyond explaining. Humanity must have made a pact with giants to twist strands of metal into invincible fibers capable of supporting a veritable island of matter.

Where the bridge leads is little known to your people. The lands across the river have always been cut off by raiding armies and terrible beasts. You suspect that a lone figure would be able to pass unseen in that quarter of the city and perhaps even explore the bridge firsthand. It is still on the outskirts of the city, after all. The real danger is within.