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The destruction of Hyperion City had come as a great shock to Ren, partly because of how suddenly it had come. He had always intended to build his school's permanent home there, but that dream had died the day the mysterious mirror shards fell from the sky. But he had wasted no time mourning what could have been. Taking his students to the city, they had helped with the evacuation before retreating to the edge of the hastily erected quarantine zone. In the relative calm afterwards, he had been faced with a great deal of uncertainty about what came next for him and Tiandi Wushu. Then he had heard that the Hyperion Empire was relocating to Genesaris, and he had made a decision.

First he had hired a boat to take him and anyone willing to Port Kyros at the edge of the Rising west. Then he had discussed the situation with his students, told them what he planned to do, and invited all who were willing to come with him. He and those who remained had then boarded the boat to find their future. However, the boat ride had not interrupted their training; and the Shangdi and his students had trained on the deck every day.

Now as the sun rose on their final day at sea, he waited on the deck for his students to arrive.

@Laughingmad @Twitterpated @Malintzin

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Trey came up to the deck first, ready to get his feet back on solid ground. Life on the sea didn't sea didn't suit him at all. His anxiousness to return to land had far overshadowed his initial uncertainties about moving to another continent. "I always did wanna get out and see more of the world. Besides, I ain't got a bounty here!", he thought to himself. He never had any intentions of going back to Hell's Gate when his training was complete; he'd be scooped up by the police as soon as they realized he was back in town. Sticking with Tiandi was proving to be his best decision yet. He felt foolish for ever doubting that he made the right choice. Though he couldn't really say he was happy about the circumstances, he could at ;east appreciate the advantages that came with the move.

"Yo, Master Ren, we there yet? I didn't wanna say nothin' but I'm goin' crazy on this damn boat. Training's nice and all, but it's all we can do out here. I know I was all gung ho before, but all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, ya know?" Trey looked out over the sea. "Kinda wish Sparky was here. It's not like I miss him, I just wanna throw hands with him. I wouldn't win, but at least it would be entertaining." He would've asked Ren to go a few rounds for the hell of it, but he didn't feel much like being thrown overboard. He knew how to swim, but he only enjoyed being wet during a shower. As for his theoretical chances against Jin, he was sure the odds still wouldn't be in his favor, as his speed and defense were still severely lacking, and no matter how much he increased his strength, it would be insufficient to cover his weaknesses. He thought it best to bring up the matter of improving those particular areas once they had settled into their new home.

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For a good while, she was upset with Jinsoku for being away so much lately. However, she learned to forgive him as she got more acquainted with her fellow students of the school; With the Hyperion nation itself. She never bargained for more tragedy to strike in her life, and so soon after being saved by Jinsoku. Though they didn't head for the same region she lost her family in specifically, the ship was due to dock at Port Kyros soon. Though the West was so far from the East, she still harbored a bit of worry and concern for returning to the continent. Ultimately, so long as she had her current support system, she'd be fine with Jin absent, and just as happy and fine with him upon his return. The irony of it all was that in his absence, she engaged in all the activities he tried so hard to protect her from. While she did nothing to join the order against his Will, she followed in his footsteps on behalf of Hyperion and it's people. Her personal experience with assisting with evacuations and the such allowed her to feel closer to Jin even while he was so far. Was it not so similar to the stories he'd told her of his beginnings with the Order in Sigil, the famed ciy of doors?

Not long after Trey, Kotori found her way to the deck. Approaching close enough in time to hear him mention something about missing sparky, she knew he was talking about Jin. Instead of falling into her feelings of missing him, she opted to giggle in delight at the larger man's words before playfully jabbing her fist into his side.

"Don't worry T, I'll kick your ass until he gets back!"

She teased. Any time they trained or spared directly together, she always seemed to win. Though it never felt like a win. Something told her that he always held back fighting her as the Master did with them all. With their new beginnings and her intermediate training however, Kotori was going to prove to all of them once and for all that her small size had nothing to do with the level of skill she could harness; Especially thanks to the knowledge and experience gained through the teaching she'd already endured with Tiandi Wushu. While she was hardly a teenager about 13 years of age, she had learned a lot this past year with Jinsoku's guidance. It was time to gain just as much without him so that she might surprise and even beat him one of these days.

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A smile spread across his face as his pupils bantered with each other; and he was once again reminded of how much he owed them. He had asked a lot of them when he asked them to leave Terrenus for the shores of Port Kyros. The pair would have been well within their rights to walk away. But instead they had greeted the news with great understanding; and had never complained about the situation; though once again, such complaints would have been justified. Despite the limited time they had known each other at that point, they had put a great deal of faith in him. He had resolved right then that he would train them with all his heart and soul.

"I'm glad to see you two are in good spirits," he said, "We should be landing shortly."

Looking off in the direction of the port, it seemed as though there was some kind of commotion going on. People were crowded around the docks, and it looked like they were trying to get a glimpse of something. After pondering it for a moment, he put it out of his mind. Turning his attention to his students, he smiled once more.

"Go make sure all your things are packed, and then I'll buy breakfast."

@Malintzin

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Raveena and Rahab were surrounded by titans.

Rahab was barely clad in anything at all, and though their sentinels stood still as statues, their eyes wandered and marveled at curves and turns; the imaginations ran wild of their Queen Regent.

Sabine stood by Raveena, all manner of stern. Raveena in contrast, was in high spirits! Kyrosian bannermen came to welcome one of the Empire’s own. All along the dock they filed and lined up. The only sound was the distant city bustling with activity, banners proudly on display—the laughing of gulls who made a mockery of man.

News of Hyperion’s destruction in the Terran east had been a heavy blow. Her son felt remorse that it happened under his watch. The pragmatic part of her reasoned that Grant—despite his elevated status—had not been groomed for the heaviness his title afforded him. Her hand instinctively rested on the swell of her stomach. The Emperor Consort was catatonic, but his legacy continued.

The burden to rule would fall on this child.

Raveena was mindful to send her son to her father for a proper education—as he had taught her. She was successful only because of what Rafael had taught her—even before he had adopted her. She was eternally grateful to have that family in her life, and knew that a child for Rafael to spend time with would give him some measure of joy.

Tiandi Wushu’s survival was nothing short of extraordinary. Their deeds in the face of certain death and destruction had not gone unnoticed. It was precisely why they were welcomed with the honors of a full parade. Raveena was hardly patient, and even her son seemed to kick excitedly at the prospect of Hyperian heroes docking and traveling to Port Kyros to make their new home.

She couldn’t help but smile broadly, failing to hide the excitement of seeing the school’s finest return.

 

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"I'm already packed up and ready to go! Call me lazy, but I refuse to bring by bags up before we're docked and ready to take them where they need to go."

She placed a single finger to her thin lips, looking up thoughtfully before her voice changed in pitch.

"Unless of course, one of you BIG, STRONG MEN want to carry my bags for wittle ol' meeee." ~

She proceeded with her lower lip, posed in a pout. Her big, round eyes looking up at them from the downward tilt of her chin as he hands clasped together before her waist; Her fingers twixt one another. Though she wouldn't admit it aloud she did wish Jin was here just a little. Though his attendance couldn't be help, she just needed to keep reminding herself. That's when it hit her, THEIR ARRIVAL WAS NIGH! With a sqeak of excitement she hurried off back down to her room to grab her bags. If she didn't act fast, she'd miss the welcoming party. That or she'd wind up being the last one off the boat, both of which would be a major bummer.

Since Nii-san took her in, Kotori had hardly come to acquire any vast amounts of any particular items. The traumas she'd witnessed in losing her family killed any version of a normal childhood she might have had on that very same day. Altogether she had three bags, not necessarily loaded down. Rather, she preferred to have certain things pack separately from other things. Two of the bags were stored in a single, larger, cloth back knotted shut with a draw string. This she held over her shoulder with one had, which took little effort thanks to her training thus far. The other a leather rucksack, with well worn leather that clearly couldn't have been experienced with the bag in her possession. A gift from Jinsoku, a hand me down in fact. 

"I was starting to think we'd never arrive!"

She shouted as she appeared on the deck once more, hurrying to the side of the ship so that she could wave back at their waiting audience.

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On 7/5/2019 at 10:26 AM, Twitterpated said:

"Don't worry T, I'll kick your ass until he gets back!"

Trey laughed, but he couldn't shake the feeling she probably could. Her size was anything but indicative of her potential. He noticed the people gathered at the dock. "(Look at 'em all. Wonder what's got their attention...)"

 

On 7/9/2019 at 4:08 AM, danzilla3 said:

"Go make sure all your things are packed, and then I'll buy breakfast."

"(Oh yeah, packing. Probably shoulda done that first.)" He took a look at the sleeve of his hoodie and smelled it, pulling back in disgust immediately. "(On second thought, maybe changing clothes shoulda been priority number one...)"

 

On 7/23/2019 at 7:10 PM, Twitterpated said:

"I'm already packed up and ready to go! Call me lazy, but I refuse to bring by bags up before we're docked and ready to take them where they need to go."

She placed a single finger to her thin lips, looking up thoughtfully before her voice changed in pitch.

"Unless of course, one of you BIG, STRONG MEN want to carry my bags for wittle ol' meeee." ~

Trey just stared at her in confusion, unsure of how to respond. He wondered if this was really the same shy, quiet girl he trained with in Terrenus. She seemed almost a completely different person now, being far more talkative and outgoing. His own social skills had improved as well. Though he still remained hotheaded, vulgar and foulmouthed as ever, he wasn't as cold or hostile towards others as he once was. He warmed up considerably to the others, and came to think of them as friends he could trust rather than simply rivals to eventually be surpassed and defeated, though at that point he wouldn't admit it. He followed after Kotori back bellow deck and headed for his room.

He returned just after her with two black duffel bags slung over his shoulders, one filled with as much of his wardrobe he could carry, and the other containing an old boombox and several discs filled with his favorite pirated music. He changed into a white tank top and khaki pants, and had a red bandanna tied around his head, knotted in the front. His usual industrial style chain necklace and sneakers remained unchanged. "Alright, we all packed, and I got some fresh clothes on. Let's get ready and get off this boat."

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Her staff surged onto the boat and began their duties, collecting bags, equipment and personnel effects. It was a flurry of practiced movement, for they had attended on the Imperial Family for quite some time and knew how to move with quick efficiency. There would be very little room for protest as they lugged their things off the ship and began to disembark. Rahab had instructed them to take their things through Customs to be processed and that she would deal with any complications that arose.

The staff of the ship began the tedious process of unloading the ship and its contents--its guests included. Rahab eyed the men warily at first, before settling on the young girl. Her slight of frown turned upwards--it always appealed to Rahab to see a lady warrior among the men. Nymerian women were known for the hell to give their enemy until their last breath--something she was proud of and endorsed in the city. The Imperial Navy was being trained additionally under the watchful eye of Empress and Queen, and Raveena knew the sentiment echoed in Alethea with the Imperial Airforce.

Raveena stepped forward to greet the group and Rahab had opened her mouth to speak with Sabine audibly slammed the butt of her spear into the dock--cutting her off. "Let her have a moment to be human." Sabine suggested quietly, glancing at the Queen from the side. Rahab pressed her lips together firmly and nodded reluctantly. Empress Raveena had been through an ordeal--that much she knew upon her arrival. "Welcome to Port Kyros. Come, come, come, let me look at all of you. By the Gods, you've all grown in your own ways." She smiled broadly at Kotori, a hand passing from shoulder to shoulder as she stepped around the motley crew and observed them all,

"Come, tell me of your travels here, I hope it wasn't too terrible? The move from continent to continent can be draining. The Nova Citadel is open to you and your rooms are being prepared as we speak." Nova Citadel was her summer home. The Terran Consulate was not far from the castle, and Raveena was mindful that people like young Kotori may still want to reach out to loved ones abroad. Genesar comforts were much different than Terran--and she hope the adjustment wasn't too jarring.

Two carriages lay ahead, and as they passed the array of soldiers, they filed in parade behind their group, stretching out to the end of the deck and marching in sync. It was a spectacular sight of drumming, issued commands and Hyperian pride. The carriage was large enough for a small group.  "If you will do us the honor of joining us?" Raveena gestured for Tiandi Wushu to enter in. Sabine waited calmly and silently as Raveena and Rahab were escorted into the first carriage. It wasn't until they were all safely inside that Sabine was joined by four others and they mounted into the second carriage.

The gentle sway was lulling as they made their way down the streets, escorted by the parade all around them. "Tell me more of your fighting school. I have never heard of such a thing before. We have disciplines in Nymeria--my primary discipline is Hydra--however I study the sub-discipline of Naga-Leviathan--but never thought to have this in a school setting. Do all of your women fight?" It was a strange and awkward question from Rahab who--despite her position as Queen Regent, still did not fully understand the right way to convey her question. None of them--as the Emperor Consort once teased--spoke Dolphin. Her Genesar and Common were not lacking, but Nymeria was a whole other language in of itself.

"I should like to visit and fight you some day."

@danzilla3 @Laughingmad @Twitterpated

 

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It pleased Ren to no end that the once shy and quiet Kotori had truly come out of her shell these past few months. He had worried that Jinsoku's absence would have a negative effect on her; and indeed, she had been saddened by his departure. But instead of retreating back into herself, she had strengthened her bonds with him and her fellow student. Trey had also undergone positive change since joining the school. While his pride remained strong; his ego was no longer so easily bruised, and he too had become more open. Seeing his students progress personally as well as martially was a pleasure known only to teachers.

The speed with which the Queen's men moved was astonishing, and soon he and his students were being ushered towards a waiting carriage. When the woman royal herself approached, he bowed deeply, and waited as she took the sight of them in. Once aboard the transport, the Nymerian woman was the first to speak.

On 8/3/2019 at 10:38 AM, Malintzin said:

"Tell me more of your fighting school. I have never heard of such a thing before. We have disciplines in Nymeria--my primary discipline is Hydra--however I study the sub-discipline of Naga-Leviathan--but never thought to have this in a school setting. Do all of your women fight?

"All are welcome in the halls of Tiandi Wushu," he replied, "So I suppose the answer to that question would be yes; all of our female students are capable combatants. Young Kotori here is currently our only female student, and is as fierce a fighter as any man I've ever trained."

"Our school is divided into four branches, Dragon, Tiger, Phoenix, and Turtle. It is said that the first Shangdi was taught each style by an ancient god; and each style has it's own unique strengths."

He felt no need to mention that he WAS the first Shangdi. It seemed like another lifetime ago that he had been under the tutelage of The Four, and the memory made him smile.

 

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Indeed. She had grown leagues in such a short amount of time, in mind, body, and spirit! As much as Jinsoku had sought to hide her from the cruel nature of the world, it seemed that such run ins were inevitable. At least her reservations of being her were more about being back in Genesaris than adjusting to being there for the first time. She was just thankful they were rather far from the East. Then again, their wasn't a ton of solace in the fact that they were still plunged into territory ultimately overseen by the Carmine Empire. At least the vampires associated with such leadership were more of a living variety than the monstrous brand that took her family, her town from her. When she was smiled at in salutations, she silently returned the smile with a wink before her right hand rose before her in a victory sign. 

The crew retrieved their bags to her surprise, though she gave no protest. Silently she began to follow along with the crowd as the adults took to small talk. The strange, beautiful woman spoke of Nymeria, in which this was her first time seeing one of their people. Judging by her attendance, she wondered if the woman was special, considering she'd heard most of their kind couldn't spend prolonged amounts of time on the surface without some special equipment. She questioned of Tiandi Wushu and it's women, flattered that she'd been referred to as such. Her face flushed red and with heat as she grew slightly embarrassed over the Shangdi's indirect appraisal. Throwing her hands up, she waved them profusely in rejection of his words.

"Don't listen to him. I have a long way to go before I might consider myself a master student."

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"From infancy, all Nymerians are trained to fight. We are the citizens and the military. The women are the fiercest of all." Rahab lifted her chin proudly before sitting back in the carriage. She was not as well practiced in mannerism as Raveena was--nor as well dressed.

Indeed, Rahab looked practically naked next to the Hyperion Queen. While Raveena was fair-skinned, Rahab was tanned with strangely beautiful, prismatic hair. Raveena was soft and round, but Rahab was lean and muscled. Being Nymerian by nature, Rahab was the tallest on in the carriage, which accounted for it's size and room to suit the Queen Regent.

It all boiled down to culture, Raveena decided. Nymerians were far more open and unabashed in how they perceived things. In many ways, she admired Rahab for that spirited nature. It was not that Raveena as spirited--she was exceptionally passionate. But there was something in the way that Rahab viewed the world that she found endearing.

"What is the meaning of...Ti-an-di Wuuu-shuuu?" Rahab played with the words--and took her time to explore sounding it out. She heard the cadence with which the others had used it--and yet, she wanted to try it. It felt all wrong--wrong in a way she couldn't quite place. And so, she abruptly slid forward and leaned closer to Kotori, hovering over the girl with the clear intent to invade her space and kissed the young girl's lips with a gentle peck.

From it, came the magic of Nymeria--a tingle on the lips. And suddenly, a clear understanding flashed in the Nymerian Princess's eyes as she leaned back and sat again, satisfied. "Aah! I understand now! Tiandi Wushu!" She said it proudly, pleased that she had acquired a new language. If she seemed embarrassed, or took notice of any offense to randomly kissing a young girl, she didn't show it.

"Err, Rahab--it's polite to ask first before doing that. They are not yet familiar with Nymeria and its ancient magic as I am." Raveena laughed nervously and nodded, "Nymerians can acquire language through kissing. Forgive my regent for her forwardness--she meant no ill will."

Poor Kotori...

@Laughingmad @danzilla3 @Twitterpated

 

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Trey had hardly more than a moment to react before his bags had been taken by the crew as they flooded onto the boat.  He simply went with it and disembarked alongside the others without a word. It made no difference whether he carried his things or they did, as long as he got them back in one piece. The welcoming party was a bit of a surprise to him, but he figured it made sense that they would get a hero's welcome. He believed the day when he would be regarded as anything more than a street thug would be the day Hell froze over, and this day must've been cold one for sure. For a moment it all seemed so unreal to him, as though he was in a lucid dream.

He took note of the way he and Ren had been eyed by Rahab. If she was at all concerned that they may have been biased in favor of men, those concerns were unfounded. He could speak for both of them in terms of their respect for fighting women. Much as he had no desire to associate with them, the female fighters of the underground scene certainly had his respect for how vicious they could be, and training with the lone female student of Tiandi had only served to further elevate his opinion of the opposite sex. And that realization seemed set in when Rahab saw the aforementioned Kotori. Thoughts about the illegal street scene he originally came up in flashed through Trey's mind, and he briefly reflected on how far he'd come since then, and how much further he could go.

He was brought back to attention promptly as Raveena stepped forward to greet them. Her acknowledgment of their progress was an honor for him, though he knew the road ahead still stretched on for several miles, and it would a while yet before he reached that road's end. The journey so far had proven to be worth the struggle, and he had no intentions of abandoning it now. He followed along with the group into the carriage that awaited them, melting back comfortably into the seat. "Aw yeah, I could get used to this." This sort of luxury was certainly foreign to the Hell's Gate native, but he was enjoying every moment of it enormously.

Rahab's questioning only of the women of Tiandi Wushu came as a slight annoyance. It seemed to him then that she simply wasn't approving of male warriors, but he was so amused by Kotori's reaction to being praised by their master and by Rahab kissing her to understand their school's name that he had to stifle a laugh, and quickly let it go. It seemed they would all just have to be thick-skinned with the brash royal. "That's a very unique way of learning a new language you got. Wish I coulda just done that when I was taking that foreign language class. Those pronunciations were tougher to master than any fighting technique I've learned so far, and that's sayin' something."

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Ren smiled, "Your humility is commendable Kotori; but I stand by my appraisal. Give yourself more credit."

The Shangdi listened politely as Rahab explained her peoples dual positions as citizens and soldiers of their nation. When she struggled with the pronunciation of the school's name he was about to help her when she leaned forward and kissed Kotori. Afterwards, she pronounced the words perfectly. Hiding his amusement, he placed a hand on his young pupils shoulder; a show of comfort and support. Both of his students were precious to him, and he would make sure the young woman was okay before continuing. 

"Indeed, Tiandi Wushu is translated from an ancient tongue. It means, 'Heaven and Earth Martial Arts'"

Turning his attention to the Empress he asked, "If I may ask your Highness; where are we going?"

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"Your humility is commendable Kotori; but I stand by my appraisal. Give yourself mo - - -"

Suddenly, Master Ren's words became lost upon her ears as a heat she'd never felt over took her. Her face reddening so fast that it almost felt like needles were prickling every pore there of. When the Nymerian woman kissed her, she found herself vexed when considering how to respond. For starters, though she knew what kissing was, she'd never experienced one herself; Save for the one's her mother used to give her which weren't quite like this one. In one hand she wanted to shove the Nymerian woman away from her, branding her backpfeifengesicht in the process. On the other, the kiss somehow felt rather platonic, and lacking of any ulterior motives of sexual nature. As swift and sudden as it began, the kiss was over, in which Rahab took to rejoicing in now being properly able to pronounce the name she struggled with moments ago. Still perplexed, it wasn't until Raveena explained that she fully understood. Which quelled her growing frustrations, yet provided little compensation for her embarrassment. 

"Wish she would have kissed you instead..."

She muttered to Trey without looking at him. He face still red, though cooling, her hands came to lace her fingers twixt one another behind her head as she expanded her diaphragm, hoping to calm her nerves through simple breathing exercises. Her big round eyes looked to the sky as they continued walking. Hopefully nothing else would catch her so off guard today. Out of all her training thus far, and Master Ren's praise, there were still other aspects of life that this young heroine had yet to find herself prepared for.

 

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"We are going to my home at Nova Citadel. It is my summer home, to be precise. A little gaudy, if I may say but it will accommodate you while we map out Tiandi's new facility. You are heroes to Hyperion and a beacon of hope for many who struggle in their day to day lives. The very least I can do is fund your new school and home." It was a small price in the big scheme of things. War was coming, and Kyros would likely not be spared. Now was the time to prepared.

In the distance the palace loomed, an exquisite (though Raveena reaffirmed gaudy was the better term) combination of styles left it an impressive sight to behold. The first floor was made of high-reaching arches and Gothic-style windows. Between the two stories was a statue of Rising Queen--something Rowan personally requested when the palace was designed and built.

As the group arrived, there was a flurry of activity as attendants saw to acquiring the school's belongings and running them inside. The Guard filed in and disembarked to ensure the entire entourage maintained protection. If Raveena was concerned, it didn't show. Everyone there was a capable fighter--herself included.

The first room they entered was filled with tapestries that wove a story, "I come from a long line of weavers," She explained as they entered the Memorial Room, "Nova Citadel sits on a floating isle that is secured. Kyrosian citizens rose to the challenge and went against foreign nobility to claim it for the Empire. Some of them lost their lives here." It was melancholy, a shrewd reminder that death and sacrifice was something familiar to the Hyperian people--so too was rebirth.

"And these here? This is the War of Beasts?" Rahab had become familiar with the path Raveena took to get there. It was impressive for a Land Dweller. Her brothers would have found the Empress interesting. Married or Murdered--that was usually the way the two brothers went about things. Rahab hoped that if Raveena ever died, she'd be reborn a Nymerian, but only if she could dig deep into her duties. Raveena was too kind, or so the Nymerian Princess thought by their standards.

Raveena turned to look and see, "Aah, yes. Rowan and Raz-Nogore, the Tyrant King of Himmelsfestung--you know it as the Queendom of Alethea, now."

She turned and studied the newest addition, one that told the story of the fall of Hyperion City in Terrenus, the cursed affliction and Raveena's first display of godly power in liberating it from the darkness that descended upon it. Threads of golden light were carefully, meticulously woven.

"We tell stories and have dances. I've never seen anything as pretty as these. I don't fully understand the need to use up such precious material for a blanket that will never be used." At this, Raveena laughed at Rahab's perspective. "Some cultures have books, some have stories and dances. We simply have tapestries. I will add Tiandi Wushu and their story to this wall one day."

She turned to look at the three companions and smiled warmly, "You will have your own personal attendants during your stay. They will show you to your rooms and retrieve what you need. The second floor is off limits. Please, take your time to settle in--we can meet over a meal and discuss your plans for Tiandi Wushu." It was a plain dismissal. Raveena and Rahab were escorted by their entourage and ascended to the second floor.

The trio's attendants stood in a line, and showed no sign of nervousness at the three. Instead, they were waiting for their instructions and what their new charges wanted of them.

A bath? A tour? Pretty men or women to bed?

They were ready to serve their needs.

@danzilla3 @Laughingmad @Twitterpated

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