68th Spring, 517 AV
Kuahala Estates
18th Bell
Earlier that day...
A week had yet to pass since his arrival and Makah'a was already entranced by the beauty of Riverfall. Though he intended to stay long enough to replenish supplies and venture south, he could not pass the opportunity to understand more of the city. For the past couple of days he walked, observing quietly as to not interrupt the bustling of its residents. Initially it did not catch his attention, but as the time passed and Makah'a continued to wander its streets, he was amazed to see nothing but wealth and pleasant living. No sign of suffering, and no sign of crime. How could a city, so huge that he could not even circumvent its paths in the three days he'd been here; did not have the slightest bit of unruliness or signs of suffering? In all the cities he visited, he yet to find one that did not oppress, exploit, or felt indifferent towards another people. It was remarkable to say the least, and something he believed other cities should take as an example of how a society should be.
Dressed in a simple white linen shirt, brown leather trousers and leather boots that he fashioned back at the inn before he stepped out into the city, Makah'a made a note to leave any weapons behind. The only thing he carried on his person were his coins and his mother's scarf that wrapped loosely around his neck, a sentiment he always likened to keep around. Part of him felt that maybe one day when he returns to her, she could feel the strands of the cloth and know exactly what he saw, as if by some miraculous skill. If that were the case, he would want to make sure she would see the beauty of Riverfrall and make every note of its wonders.
Makah'a wandered his way south from the inn, passing by areas of training and smaller shops all the way down to Semele Park. He strolled, seeing the vegetation and how it was arranged, but it wasn't something that interested him much. Further down, however there was a lake, its blueness catching his attention. A few benches were methodically placed around it to allow for some rest and pondering. There, he sat by an Akalak who seemed to beckon him to join. Makah'a, did so indifferently with no real intention to avoid a stranger on such a peaceful day. As he gazed upon the still lake and its flowers that surrounded it, the Akalak, by the silver of his hair looked many years his senior, stroke a conversation. Though Makah'a was not one to talk much, he appreciated the man's friendliness, and went on to listen on his thoughts.
"You seem like a curious young man. Someone willing to learn." Makah'a did not seem phased, but clearly interested.
"Yes I am." his voice a mellow, smooth yet husky sound with a hint of Tawna in his accent.
"Well, you seem to know enough about fighting" the old Akalak chuckled. "But if it helps, there is a training ground not to far from here in that direction." he turned to point in the direction of the combat training area that Makah'a recognized in his passings.
"But if there is more you desire, I suggest you speak to Crescenta."
At the mention of a stranger's name Makah'a raised a brow.
"And who is Crescenta?" he asked.
The Akalak nodded slowly. "She is a magician if you could say that, but that is putting it too lightly, since magic is no game. I'm sure you know. She knows Auristics, and she is allowing lessons to take place in her residence. I believe she lives within the Kuahala estates if I'm not mistaken. She typically teaches in the evenings, so it is best to make your way there once the sun sets." The Akalak chimed.
Though Makah'a's Common was not the best, he understood mostly of what the old Akalak said, and made note of where to search for this teacher.
"Thank you." Makah'a nodded appreciatively. Luckily for him it was not long until the sun would slowly begin its descent. Makah'a stood from the bench and again nodded his head in the direction of the old Akalak and politely excused himself to continue his stroll through Semele Park.
Eventually he weaved out of the park's grounds and looped around to the Kuahala estates, just as the sun was setting. Of course, the one thing he forgot to ask as was which apartment this teacher resided, but with a few Akalaks' help for directions, Makah'a found his way to Crescenta's door. He knocked, hoping he caught her at the right time and while she was still offering lessons.
Kuahala Estates
18th Bell
Earlier that day...
A week had yet to pass since his arrival and Makah'a was already entranced by the beauty of Riverfall. Though he intended to stay long enough to replenish supplies and venture south, he could not pass the opportunity to understand more of the city. For the past couple of days he walked, observing quietly as to not interrupt the bustling of its residents. Initially it did not catch his attention, but as the time passed and Makah'a continued to wander its streets, he was amazed to see nothing but wealth and pleasant living. No sign of suffering, and no sign of crime. How could a city, so huge that he could not even circumvent its paths in the three days he'd been here; did not have the slightest bit of unruliness or signs of suffering? In all the cities he visited, he yet to find one that did not oppress, exploit, or felt indifferent towards another people. It was remarkable to say the least, and something he believed other cities should take as an example of how a society should be.
Dressed in a simple white linen shirt, brown leather trousers and leather boots that he fashioned back at the inn before he stepped out into the city, Makah'a made a note to leave any weapons behind. The only thing he carried on his person were his coins and his mother's scarf that wrapped loosely around his neck, a sentiment he always likened to keep around. Part of him felt that maybe one day when he returns to her, she could feel the strands of the cloth and know exactly what he saw, as if by some miraculous skill. If that were the case, he would want to make sure she would see the beauty of Riverfrall and make every note of its wonders.
Makah'a wandered his way south from the inn, passing by areas of training and smaller shops all the way down to Semele Park. He strolled, seeing the vegetation and how it was arranged, but it wasn't something that interested him much. Further down, however there was a lake, its blueness catching his attention. A few benches were methodically placed around it to allow for some rest and pondering. There, he sat by an Akalak who seemed to beckon him to join. Makah'a, did so indifferently with no real intention to avoid a stranger on such a peaceful day. As he gazed upon the still lake and its flowers that surrounded it, the Akalak, by the silver of his hair looked many years his senior, stroke a conversation. Though Makah'a was not one to talk much, he appreciated the man's friendliness, and went on to listen on his thoughts.
"You seem like a curious young man. Someone willing to learn." Makah'a did not seem phased, but clearly interested.
"Yes I am." his voice a mellow, smooth yet husky sound with a hint of Tawna in his accent.
"Well, you seem to know enough about fighting" the old Akalak chuckled. "But if it helps, there is a training ground not to far from here in that direction." he turned to point in the direction of the combat training area that Makah'a recognized in his passings.
"But if there is more you desire, I suggest you speak to Crescenta."
At the mention of a stranger's name Makah'a raised a brow.
"And who is Crescenta?" he asked.
The Akalak nodded slowly. "She is a magician if you could say that, but that is putting it too lightly, since magic is no game. I'm sure you know. She knows Auristics, and she is allowing lessons to take place in her residence. I believe she lives within the Kuahala estates if I'm not mistaken. She typically teaches in the evenings, so it is best to make your way there once the sun sets." The Akalak chimed.
Though Makah'a's Common was not the best, he understood mostly of what the old Akalak said, and made note of where to search for this teacher.
"Thank you." Makah'a nodded appreciatively. Luckily for him it was not long until the sun would slowly begin its descent. Makah'a stood from the bench and again nodded his head in the direction of the old Akalak and politely excused himself to continue his stroll through Semele Park.
Eventually he weaved out of the park's grounds and looped around to the Kuahala estates, just as the sun was setting. Of course, the one thing he forgot to ask as was which apartment this teacher resided, but with a few Akalaks' help for directions, Makah'a found his way to Crescenta's door. He knocked, hoping he caught her at the right time and while she was still offering lessons.
