They had come out in some manner of village, or perhaps a town; Bess could not immediately determine its proportions. She stood on a patch of purplish grass behind a row of houses of eccentric style. In general, the buildings were much smaller than the houses of England; they were sized, she supposed, for goblins of Idriggal’s stature. They were built with wooden frames, though she could see little of the timbers underneath the daub or plaster that covered them. They ranged in hue from muddy green to vivid purple, encompassing a range of earthy colours and some bright shades. Many small windows were fitted into the walls, and the doors were rounded in shape.
But not every building was diminutive. Interspersed amongst these at haphazard intervals were much taller structures, the size Bess
