19th of Spring, AV 513
Dusk Rest
As the citizens of the City of Stars rested and prepared for their home to come alive with light, cool winds came from the ocean. Leth remained veiled for the most part as thick clouds obscured his usual rise to glory. Lhavit had a murmur to it, as socialites decided what to wear, bartenders polished glasses and the Shinya meditated in preparation for the night time training periods. All was well, as it was most nights. As the city began to stir from its slumber, a lone scream echoed through the streets of the Zintia. It was horrible in its singularity as well as in its pitch. Any who were near it would hear it seem to ascend into the sky. The murmur became louder,as citizens opened their doors and entered the streets, curiosity piqued.
The heavy clouds began to arrive,the shorter peaks enveloped in them as Zintia became a fog, more obscuring due to the glow of fires and skyglass. It was the Observatory on Sartu , however, that rang the first bell. Shinya guards in the area,once aware of the problem, began to move with speed and intention to various parts of the city. People who came out were at once hurried back into the cover of indoors. The thick veil of clouds was unceasing, however, making the delicate spans between the peaks disappear entirely. The screams began to increase in number and urgency.
Lu was just finishing with his meditations, dressing in his robes to prepare for patrol when another kind of murmur began within Shinyama. Bells were ringing, bells which were reserved for emergencies. This, of course, put plans into action within the Shinya stronghold. Initiates and elders were summoned within, Protectors were dressing and gathering arms and armor. Riders were traveling to the Sharai for their mounts. It was an orchestrated chaos, more orderly than outside, but only due to practiced disclipline. Staff in hand, short sword in his sash, he hurried out into the open assembly area, where ranks were filing into place. Alius, the face that all Shinya recognized, stood with the other Elite, surrounded by the higher ranks. Orders were being given and Okomo mounted Riders were already assembling units. The great cloud fog, thick and humid, came over the Monastery, its tendrils snaking about.
With a word, all were silent.
"Shinya!", their leader spoke to them clearly. " Zith are in the clouds, using this weather as a cover. They must be repelled. I want a Cloud on each peak. Remain there until this is over. We will not add to the chaos out there. You will report to your superiors and remain in your designated peak. All Acolytes are to remain with the Initiates and the families here at the Monastery. Protect the youngers. One Cloud will remain here as well as reserve. You have your orders. Zith will most likely try to take people alive, to take them away as slaves. Kill them if you can, but ensure the safety of Lhavit above all. Go!"
Dusk Rest
As the citizens of the City of Stars rested and prepared for their home to come alive with light, cool winds came from the ocean. Leth remained veiled for the most part as thick clouds obscured his usual rise to glory. Lhavit had a murmur to it, as socialites decided what to wear, bartenders polished glasses and the Shinya meditated in preparation for the night time training periods. All was well, as it was most nights. As the city began to stir from its slumber, a lone scream echoed through the streets of the Zintia. It was horrible in its singularity as well as in its pitch. Any who were near it would hear it seem to ascend into the sky. The murmur became louder,as citizens opened their doors and entered the streets, curiosity piqued.
The heavy clouds began to arrive,the shorter peaks enveloped in them as Zintia became a fog, more obscuring due to the glow of fires and skyglass. It was the Observatory on Sartu , however, that rang the first bell. Shinya guards in the area,once aware of the problem, began to move with speed and intention to various parts of the city. People who came out were at once hurried back into the cover of indoors. The thick veil of clouds was unceasing, however, making the delicate spans between the peaks disappear entirely. The screams began to increase in number and urgency.
Lu was just finishing with his meditations, dressing in his robes to prepare for patrol when another kind of murmur began within Shinyama. Bells were ringing, bells which were reserved for emergencies. This, of course, put plans into action within the Shinya stronghold. Initiates and elders were summoned within, Protectors were dressing and gathering arms and armor. Riders were traveling to the Sharai for their mounts. It was an orchestrated chaos, more orderly than outside, but only due to practiced disclipline. Staff in hand, short sword in his sash, he hurried out into the open assembly area, where ranks were filing into place. Alius, the face that all Shinya recognized, stood with the other Elite, surrounded by the higher ranks. Orders were being given and Okomo mounted Riders were already assembling units. The great cloud fog, thick and humid, came over the Monastery, its tendrils snaking about.
With a word, all were silent.
"Shinya!", their leader spoke to them clearly. " Zith are in the clouds, using this weather as a cover. They must be repelled. I want a Cloud on each peak. Remain there until this is over. We will not add to the chaos out there. You will report to your superiors and remain in your designated peak. All Acolytes are to remain with the Initiates and the families here at the Monastery. Protect the youngers. One Cloud will remain here as well as reserve. You have your orders. Zith will most likely try to take people alive, to take them away as slaves. Kill them if you can, but ensure the safety of Lhavit above all. Go!"
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