The Blue Guard
2015-04-20, 11:41 PM
The Fu Lakes Lagoon Talks
Winter, 527
Valasharix (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXRJBK8oJSA), dominated by Mount Anirkarva, and bordered in the north by the Great Desert, is very, very hot. The fact that most of the land is covered in dark volcanic rock that soaks up sunlight just makes things worse. In summer, the temperature becomes what the Sharix consider comfortable, but that most other races of Telluris consider torturous. Thankfully, the Sharix had chosen to host the talks in winter, when the temperature drops to ‘unnecessarily hot’. Crossing the black wastes of western Valasharix, then, was not as unpleasant as it could have been. Western Valasharix could certainly use some variation in its views, though. Miles and miles of black rocks, and only the occasional vashna buzzing around to break up the monotony.
The view on the road to Shalisha, sadly, does get worse. The closer to the city a traveller comes, the closer to the Dragonbone Steppes they come. That vast and desolate place is today cut off from Shalisha by the Red Canal, but even so, the vast skeletal remains of what had to be a dragon of mind-boggling strength is plain to see.
Compared to that chilling sight, the tall, black walls of Shalisha are a welcoming sight. Built onto, and into, the northern slope of Anirkarva, it was made out of the black rock endemic to the region. However, once through the dark outer wall of the city the world explodes into a riot of color. Murals decorate the walls of almost every building; the exception being government and civil guard buildings. Here, a mural depicting the new cocoa trees on the Black River, and there, a mural of the spring from which the Black River is formed. The people, though, due to the cold, wear heavy clothing to keep themselves warm.
The rooms that the delegates were assigned for the duration of their visit were in one of several new buildings in the city. A stone's throw away from the parliament buildings, it was clearly built to host foreign visitors, and its design was meant to help keep them cool. Like the pavilion the Sharix had made for themselves at the Tellurian Games furs were common, but unlike the pavilion tables and chairs were in evidence. A friendly staff of Sharix, too, was on hand to handle the needs of visitors. They were free to roam the city while the talks proceeded, though it was advised they told people where they were going. Once both delegations had arrived, though, the talks began the same day.
Just as the other rooms, the meeting room was built for the comfort of non-Sharix. A single, triangular table neatly filled most of the middle, and chairs had been spaced out around it. The Prime Minister, her Minister of Finance, and her Minister of Foreign Affairs, all sat on one side of the table.
The Prime Minister stood. "I would like to welcome you all to Shalisha myself, first. I do hope you've enjoyed your stay so far, and I do hope our talks will be productive. Now, before we lay out our proposition, we feel it would only be proper to hear any propositions you have of your own." Smiling, she sat back down.
Winter, 527
Valasharix (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fXRJBK8oJSA), dominated by Mount Anirkarva, and bordered in the north by the Great Desert, is very, very hot. The fact that most of the land is covered in dark volcanic rock that soaks up sunlight just makes things worse. In summer, the temperature becomes what the Sharix consider comfortable, but that most other races of Telluris consider torturous. Thankfully, the Sharix had chosen to host the talks in winter, when the temperature drops to ‘unnecessarily hot’. Crossing the black wastes of western Valasharix, then, was not as unpleasant as it could have been. Western Valasharix could certainly use some variation in its views, though. Miles and miles of black rocks, and only the occasional vashna buzzing around to break up the monotony.
The view on the road to Shalisha, sadly, does get worse. The closer to the city a traveller comes, the closer to the Dragonbone Steppes they come. That vast and desolate place is today cut off from Shalisha by the Red Canal, but even so, the vast skeletal remains of what had to be a dragon of mind-boggling strength is plain to see.
Compared to that chilling sight, the tall, black walls of Shalisha are a welcoming sight. Built onto, and into, the northern slope of Anirkarva, it was made out of the black rock endemic to the region. However, once through the dark outer wall of the city the world explodes into a riot of color. Murals decorate the walls of almost every building; the exception being government and civil guard buildings. Here, a mural depicting the new cocoa trees on the Black River, and there, a mural of the spring from which the Black River is formed. The people, though, due to the cold, wear heavy clothing to keep themselves warm.
The rooms that the delegates were assigned for the duration of their visit were in one of several new buildings in the city. A stone's throw away from the parliament buildings, it was clearly built to host foreign visitors, and its design was meant to help keep them cool. Like the pavilion the Sharix had made for themselves at the Tellurian Games furs were common, but unlike the pavilion tables and chairs were in evidence. A friendly staff of Sharix, too, was on hand to handle the needs of visitors. They were free to roam the city while the talks proceeded, though it was advised they told people where they were going. Once both delegations had arrived, though, the talks began the same day.
Just as the other rooms, the meeting room was built for the comfort of non-Sharix. A single, triangular table neatly filled most of the middle, and chairs had been spaced out around it. The Prime Minister, her Minister of Finance, and her Minister of Foreign Affairs, all sat on one side of the table.
The Prime Minister stood. "I would like to welcome you all to Shalisha myself, first. I do hope you've enjoyed your stay so far, and I do hope our talks will be productive. Now, before we lay out our proposition, we feel it would only be proper to hear any propositions you have of your own." Smiling, she sat back down.