You ride a flying seahorse east.

The Bridge of Khalida
You find yourself traveling on a worn, cobblestone roadway
yr| before the impressive, gleaming walls of Exile. The gates are
-* housed within a twin-towered barbican that jealously watches the
yr# western road. Of the same white stone as the high, crenellated
walls that sheer away to the north and south, the city gleams
like a jewel set upon the landscape of Taslamar. The Queens's colours fly
proud atop each of the barbican towers, whilst the shadows of men moving
behind the battlements atop the white walls speak of the continual vigilance
of a city long accustomed to the threat of many foe. In the distance, a
split in the road to the east offers a path to the northeast and southwest
while a road to the west offers transportation to the north and south.
Golden waves of long grass ripple throughout the landscape all around you,
the warm smell of earth and grain reaches your nostrils. It's snowing
lightly, well past freezing, and very windy.
Obvious exits: n e s w nw ne sw se city
The white city walls of Exile arise gleaming to the east.
(Charmed) A flying seahorse is here mounted by you.

[HP:100%] [ME:100%] [PE: 97%]
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city
You ride a flying seahorse east.
You are forced to leave your mount behind.

The City of Exile
You are flying high above the city of Exile. From here the
r|y city looks quite pretty, although not quite pristine. You can
#*# see the river entering the city boundary from the northwest, then
r#r continuing on its way southeast. It's snowing lightly, well past
freezing, and very windy.
Obvious exits: n e s w nw ne sw se city

[HP:100%] [ME:100%] [PE: 97%]