The Grand Hall of Camelot stood as a monument to heroic legacy, its vaulted ceilings rising so high they seemed to touch the heavens themselves.
Massive pillars carved from consecrated stone supported the structure, each one etched with scenes depicting legendary battles and triumphant victories from across countless dimensions.
Banners hung from the rafters, representing heroes from every mythology and tale that had ever inspired humanity.
Greek. Norse. Celtic. Eastern. Western.
All united under one roof in this impossible merger of Reality and Fantasia.
Sunlight streamed through stained glass windows depicting the greatest moments of heroic history, casting colorful patterns across the polished marble floor that reflected the light like a mirror.
At the center of it all stood a massive round table, crafted from wood that had supposedly grown from the World Tree itself.
And seated around that table were the Knights of the Round Table.
