The new Sun
Just how high could one build a city!
Elea was told to expect a grand and mountainous look. She realized that once she loads off her boat, she'll have done best to get psyched for a lot of marching across the mountainous space.
But, in order to see what Lhavit can be, one must experience it. Nonetheless, the awe and the worry about walking too much could not last. This fair and strange, almost magical place, so much distinct from the grandeur of Ravok, yet every bit as proud, was going to be Elea's home now.
"Gather your belongings! The travel's over. Be on your way!"
Elea did not had to hear the words of the boatmaster twice. She took her backpack, containing all of her non-static wealth, bowed before the boatmaster and set sights on the city before her. Bewildering, sprawling, almost filled with woods. Behind her, seemingly never-ending body of water, that was the Western Ocean. The port was dotted in large piers and the ships of many designs that Elea never saw before. In few moments, Elea has conjured one alarming realization in her mind: She was going to get lost here, without any help.
"Hold on, sir!" - she yelled to the boatmaster. When his bald, bearded face risen up to encompass the alarmed, ginger-haired girl approaching him, he heard "You do have map of the city on you, right? How much?"
Instead of answering the question, he described how to reach a building she needed: "They will help you over here. You sure that is all?"
"Yes, I do.." - Elea answered, chuckling slightly - "..for now. But, once I set up, I'll be sure to find my way around, thank you!" - she answered jovially, waving to the boatmaster and being on her way to the building, not being sure at all whether she'll find her way around at all.
Grandiose buildings were not unfamiliar to her. She lived her whole life in Ravok, after all. But the few similarities to the Ravok architecture, yet glaring differences with the pale marble and domes of the building sent Elea's head spinning to capture the wonder of it all. After some quick walking, at least she was in the place and already figured out what that thing was: Cosmos Center. They told her that that will be the reception center for her.
Still captivated by the alien, yet familiar architecture, Elea entered and looked around her. The light of the interior was overwhelming, nothing like the more modest lighting of the Ravok monuments. It would take her some time beholding the structure, examining her surroundings, taking a look at he glass case filled with papers, before deciding to pick up one. A quick peek revealed its nature: A newspaper.
But, the nature of the room became clear enough when Elea took closer look at the desks. From what she could remember of what little information she had on the Center, Elea remembered that these would probably be the secretary desks. All that was left to do was to walk over to one and tap the crystal bell on the desk thrice. Perhaps that would suffice to pour just a little certainty, in the heart of the confused immigrant.
And certainty she was given. The secretary confirmed that everything went all right with the purchase of her home in Okomo Estates. It was a small, unassuming living place, but it was all the girl of strong will and readiness to assume a spartan lifestyle if it came down to that needed, no? Having no experience with wilderness survival and no familiarity with poverty whatsoever, she'd only be in true trouble should she fall into true squalor. Nothing quite on her to-do list. Elea felt like asking for job opportunities, but she just arrived here. This was all too foreign and alien to her, Elea needed time to breathe in the place she found herself in. Figure out the customs of it. How to live in it. How to further her quest in it. At the very least, sort out her new home. With directions on where to find a shop to get a city map and information on where is she to go, she set out of the Center. Still bewildered by the landscape around her, Elea set into the West. As in, that's where the shops she needed were at.