492 A.V. Lhavit, often called the "Floating City of Stars", wasn't like that of other cities. Where most cities kept firmly to the ground and worked their way across the land scape, choosing not to rise off the ground too much, Lhavit was quite the opposite. Lhavit had been built along the peaks of five moutain tops located along the western reaches of Kalea. It was a marvelous city, built up, story after story along the mountains, all five peaks interlocked by the structures. The Grand glittering crystal temples and homes forming a stark contrast to the rest of the mountain's green and luscious colors, the rock obviously teeming with life in the area's summer time climate. Totsumo scrambled up the steps as quickly as his small legs would take him. Despite his small stature he made quick work of the winding staircase. Totsumo stopped at the top of the stairs and took a deep breath, trying to still his small beating heart. It seemed even with the energy and dexterity that only a child could possess, the stairs hadn't been easy to travel up at such a quick speed. It only took a short time for his panting to slow. Having finally caught his breath Totsumo glanced up at the sky. It seemed the sun had set not too long ago. Lhavit was unlike mosts cities in the fact that the city came to life at dusk, as opposed to dawn. With the sparse light that torches provide most cities would have found it hard to imitate Lhavit. Lhavit had been made from a material fused with the gnosis of that of the city's goddess Zintila. The material seemed to gain some sort of power from the stars. Every night, when the sun began to dip below the horizon and the stars began to appear in the fading light, the city's walls become illuminated with light, gifted from Zintila. After reaching top of the stairs it didn't take Totsumo long to traverse the remaining distance and Finally arrive at the Shinyama Pavillion. Despite all of his running, it seemed he had still arrived late. The Shinya training ground was already dotted with people. Here was where the Shinya trained, where they sharpened the skills that Lhavit depended on so much to defend it against danger. It wasn't just the Shinya that trained here however, as Totsumo looked on he could see the different colored robes indicating an acolyte here and there training along side their fully elivated shinya brethren. Along with the acolytes dotting the training ground, it seemed Totsumo wasn't the only viraya that had shown up today. It did howeever seem he had been the only one that hadn't made it in time for morning meditations. As always, it only took a few moments for Totsumo to become mezmorized by the training adults. Shinya trained their entire lives, devoted to becoming stronger to defend their home. They didn't simpley train in hand to hand though. Along with those practicing unarmed combat, other light or dark robed shinya could be seen wielding various weapons. A spear thrusting here, a long sword there, the shinya had free reign to train with what weapons passed they wished. The shinya weren't limited strictly to physical weapons, the proof of which could be seen as multiple shinya sat cross legged with objects floating in front of them. Such things weren't the only feats capable with projection. While this was the first time Totsumo had come to the Shinyama Pavillion as a viraya, he had visited it many times before when coming to watch his father and grandfather train. Like them, he was going to devote his life to the shinya, and the protection of his people. "Your late young viraya." The voice wasn't terribly deep. Nor did it seem all that menacing. Despite these things, Totsumo felt an all too cold chill run down his spine. For a moment fear seemed to keep him from being able to move his head. Slowly, carefully he turned his head, looking in the direction the voice had originated from. Before him stood, what seemed to the young Totsumo, to be a giant. In actuality the man stood just shy of six foot. Takashi, his shinya sponsor, didn't look like he was much over his late twenties, yet the state of his body clearly spoke of a life of physical conditioning. |