The Golden Noble, Belra'Domush, nodded at the leader's request. "Yes, I have been tasked with that duty. Follow me." He says, the Silver Golems forming up around the elves and guiding them into the Citadel. As they entered, the firstt hing they would be greeted by is the sight of a large stone cavern, with a massive stone bridge arching over a chasm from which a reddish light emanated. At the end of the bridge, a path winds ip and around the corner of a central stone spire. On either side of the bridge, two Silver Golems stood guard, trying to subtly get a good look at the newcomers.
As they cross over, the elves that look down are greeted by the sight of a ring of flame and lava far, far below them. The lava almost seemed to move, before they realise that it was in fact golems themselves, working the forges along Giants, which had previously been thought to simply be particularly large chunks of stone. The Giants hauled and pulled great chains, their very presence melting stone as they carried, dragged or breathed flames into massive communal forges, where the Golems set to work smelting steel and magicked obsidian.
When the elves finish crossing over the bridge, they make their way up and around the corner. After turning it, they are greeted by a large steel door, engraved with carvings of Refcaskha and flame, that was fully open. As Belra'Domush lead the group through the doors, they are greeted by the sight of the first and largest communal area for the Golems.
Grand, sloping architecture ran along the edges of the cavernous room, engraved with symbols and pictures of the Golem people and their god. Glass, crystals and shiny metals cast the light of controlled and flowing lava in intricate and captivating ways along the walls and floor. Rivers of lava flow along the rooms and houses, providing the light needed as they made their way towards the Forge Depths. The housing looks to be naturally formed by the mountain, yet is obviously magically influenced, each house a work of art. Carved faces of the Golem people surround each entrance to the communal room, their mouths being the doorways.
And from the houses, the Golem people emerged. There were no children, as they had yet to figure out how to reproduce sexually, but it was obvious to tell who had been newly formed. Fingers were pointed, grating whispers heard as they tried to get a look at the new race. They had only ever seen humans, which at the end of the day were not that different to themselves.
Apparently these strangers were lithe and tall for a race, with pure white hair that not even Bo'Akur's silver could meet! And they came in colours, but not like them! Apparently the humans had this too, but the dark skin of the Obus natives didn't seem to ever change. Pretty sure it was a myth. These newcomers had it though! The scouts even said that they move liked rivers! Actual rivers! Not to mention, the Obsidian Golem himself had been impressed when he noticed such powerful scrying magic, immediately informing the king and reccomending a meeting. Needless to say, there was excitement in the air as crowds gathered. Waving his hand, Belra'Domush had his troops line up to form a barrier between the populace and the visitors. There would be time for gawking at a later date, right now the king had demanded their presence.
Slowly, the Elves we're guided through the halls and up, the housing becoming more and more opulent as the housing of the Gold Nobles became more prominent, or more and more eclectic if they passed through a particularly Magma influenced area.
Finally, after an exhaustive hike all the way up through the internal (and sometimes external) passages, Belra'Domush stopped outside a grand golden entrance. The entire wall it was connected to, easily 100 metres to earthier side, was heavily engraved with the short history of the Golems. To the far right, Magma Golems could be seen working upon imagery for the War of the Gods.
Turning to face the Elves, Belra'Domush spoke. "We are here. Now, before we go any further, we would ask that your most powerful mage step to the side. The Obsidian Golem wishes to meet them."