Kajhera
2010-06-12, 08:41 AM
The city of Isheri. A beautiful region, filled with yellow and pink blossoms, murals carved of glowing alabaster, buildings of rich maroon hardwood. Citizens live in safety, protected from harm by Takhis. Truly, it is a para -
"The gates are under siege!" Well, there is the occasional bit of excitement. The call goes up, soldiers rushing to arms, hunters taking up their bows and spears to defend the city, others retreating to safety or following along for unknown reasons. You find yourselves amid the chaos - watching from a window, caught amid the folk on the cobbled streets, avoiding the horned beasts employed as mounts by the militia or the odder creatures employed by hunters.
"The gates are under siege!" Well, there is the occasional bit of excitement. The call goes up, soldiers rushing to arms, hunters taking up their bows and spears to defend the city, others retreating to safety or following along for unknown reasons. You find yourselves amid the chaos - watching from a window, caught amid the folk on the cobbled streets, avoiding the horned beasts employed as mounts by the militia or the odder creatures employed by hunters.