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RE: Prism, The World of Magic
Coming to the City of Hailon via Bubble Teleporting was rich and colourful. Distance being shunted by imagination of the experience from the Travellers by way of bright and shiny colours. Colourful madness slipped by until they arrived at a Dark Tower on a Hill. This tower was made wholly of that sort of stone carefully carved in intricate interlocking.
In short, they had taken the time to make the solid surface to look well maintained and together. The escorting Draconia Dynasty cloaked figures guided them down the stairs to the basement. The hill being deep and hollow to allow a nurturing ground for the Planted Leader of the City. Overseer Triumph, a Petal dragon whom was responsible for the northern Leylines and Humanity oversight.
Triumph was a writhing mass of vines in the shape of a large lizard with wings upon back that were folded. The excavation of the cavern system was to accommodate the needs of nutrition for such a hungry mangle of bracken and flower petals. Eyes were a verdant green, and voice was a soft tone of patience.
Ged, Chaz, Gewis and Cecil were all appraised by the Dragon. Newly created beings that were capable of destruction and chaos if left unrestrained. So they got vague threats if they misbehaved, and when they seemed alright were given a cookie of mental connection. That cookie allowed them to share names and thoughts with each other, if they were polite. A boon of sorts for interparty communication. Almost like a secret Skype.
Wasting humanities potential was not a thing to do lightly. The young tool users were swiftly kicked out and pointed vaguely towards the Crossroads. They were watched by Alabast for a time, to see if they'd immediately start trouble in civilization. When it turned out they were currently a harmless and confused bunch, that following dwindled away. Sort of a Parole Officer that can judge if you're going to be a tart. Tartless but capable of being Retarted, they were treated well in the city by the mostly happy folk.
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