So I might have gone a little crazy when the server I was in gave the prompt for Isekai Fashion, and me being me, went a tad nutty. Meet my main Squirmel girl, Sweet Pea. She's more than likely going to be featured in more things, but for now, here she is enjoying the sights while giving everyone a massive fright because she's currently standing on the Harolding Tower. Something appropriately named for its use of calling in the citizens during times when things aren't going right. I'll try to do the architecture for the building and the rest of the city later, but for now, a blurb -

“Sands whip across the base of a massive cliff, one of many edges on this island of colors and sound. The flatlands surrounding the capital have little variation in look, except for the sudden behemoth-like shadow of the cluster of mountains nearby. Massive beasts of labor can be spotted - a Thün (A massive two-legged beast, closely resembling elephants, their trunks are sometimes counted as a third leg since the appendage is capable of extreme feats of strength, and maneuverability) and a Kísh (A massive multi-limbed creature a thick keratin-based shell, and densely-furred underbelly, they are used as pack animals, as well as Sniffer’s for the Hunter’s since they have amazing sense of smell). But besides that, past the walls of a city that seemed to have been formed by those same twisting winds, the sound of a market coming to life sounds out. Material from Bowl-bab’s ‘clack’ here and there as merchants set up stalls, small companion animals (Skrong) stand near their families' stalls or tucked behind barrels to sleep past the heat. As well as that, the spicy-sweet scent of a local dish dances up past the cloth roofs, past the walls, and eventually past the top of the highest towers. Did you think you were alone here? A wormen stands with arms outstretched, clothes of different types and colors moving slightly in the wind. But as the gale picks up, you swear you could make out a word on her cowl, one that seems to have been dancing on the wind but got caught - “Cialut.” A name found on what the people exclaimed when they first saw the grounds that would become this place - “Hello there!”