As the army of the hero knocked on the gates of Eclanor, the citizens within were rattled to their core. Blind they may have been, but even they knew that something was going on. The king and queen had made no announcement about an army coming to their doors as of yet and even the guards at the gates were somewhat confused by what was happening. A handful knew about their arrival, including spies and everyone else who was involved in the hero's last interaction within the kingdom. As for the rest, they were struck with fear for an army whose footsteps had forged a path through the desert, was waiting behind a flimsy pair of iron doors.