[Alvadas Location] The Womiyu

[Bedlam]

No one knows whether the three Arms of the Guard of Alvadas took their name from the building they call home, or if it was built in their honor, but it no longer matters. Together they are a monolith of history, linking Alvadas to its past glory from before the Valterrian ravaged the city and forced its people beneath the earth. The Womiyu survive. It is a building of immense scale carved from rock beneath the earth and filled with wonders, and separated into three distinct parts. The Temple of Ionu was built atop it, and linked to the highest point—the home of the Silencers. A place of bare stone and groaning hallways that shift positions every day—it is a grim place, for the grim work that the Silencers do. Tapestries hang from the wall depicting death and carnage and justice, and wars fought for good reason. They live in near-monastic peace, train in wide open rooms under false skies or in libraries filled with old lore best left forgotten. Beneath that, the Womiyu expands, opens into the streets of the Underground. The Speakers make their home here, and there is could be no sharper difference between them and the lives of those above them. There is no small place here; only open halls with wide, arcing ceilings and stone the color of gold—for a boisterous people, a larger-than-life home when others are watching, only to flicker and fade into something darker that not even the Speakers themselves have seen when no one looks. The Listeners make their home even lower, deep into the earth, and the doors that lead out into the street lead into the homes of ghosts and ghouls and things that might have been human, once. It spreads into five wings for each of the five Hands of the Listeners, and it is a dark place. Light does not travel as far in the depths of the Listener’s hall as it should. The darkness is a real thing, and it pushes back, hides the Listeners in sharp shadow and dim light. Just like they like it.