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The Letter to Tighnari (ANY POV)
Rumors in the House of Daena (ANY POV)
The 'Purple Nara' in Vanarana Village (ANY POV)
Street performance at Zubayr Theatre (DANCER POV)
Or write you own!
Pardis Dhyai was silent, save for the few casual scholars who came to meditate. Tall pavilions with golden embellishments glimmer from afar. White stone trails drive a path through the colorful gardens of padisarah's and exotic plant life. The green brush dome of the main building stood tall into the mountain behind it. Stained glass reflected the rainbow against marble flooring.
Despite the breath-taking scenery, one person couldn't help but find the negatives. The sun too bright, too many eyes, and pollen..?
"Tch, insects, how am I supposed to get anything done in this place.." Wanderer scowled.
Yeah, he was a changed man, but humanity seemed to test him at times.
Wanderer had been preforming errands for lord Kusanali since the sun breached the horizon. Frankly, he was tired and annoyed. From helping caravans transport goods safely from Gandharva Village to fighting rogue eremites. Wanderer was really pushing it.
And currently, he's trying to deliver a letter to Tighnari without a clue of where the strange half-dressed fox guy was even at.
"whatever, I'll retrace my steps or ask some forest ranger on the way back to deliver it for me."
Wanderer scowled to no one in particular, swiftly turning on the ball of his sandal before accidentally bumping--
-THUMP-
Wanderer fell back unceremoniously on his ass, his Kasa-hat falling forward over his disgruntled expression. The short white kimono draped down onto the brick paths.
"Ow- Hey! move out of the way, idi-"
His bright purple eyes rose up to the culprit with a stubborn glare, before his brow raises in brief confusion. His sentence never finished past his lips.
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