out his hand
to take it, “This is nice. Where did you get it?”
Onyx handed it over,
ensuring Rayhold of its power. “I’ve had it for quite some time.
Take it. It will do what thou please.”
Rayhold held the rose in
his palm examining the detail; the craftsmanship was of high
quality. This is
beautiful .
“Yes Rayhold, it is,” Onyx
replied to Rayhold’s thoughts aloud.
Rayhold looked up, “You’ve got to
teach me that.”
“Not all at once young Rayhold.
Patience and practice,” Onyx explained. “Shall we being
then?”
Trachten,
Land of the Seekers
Trachten was an extremely
large area in Erde, made of mostly desert with little vegetation.
If it weren’t for the Umeten Canal, which ran near the top of the
city, there would have been no Trachten. While the channel was
being dug, workers had to haul in water from the Liban River, which
was later used to feed the passage. By creating the small stem off,
Trachten was able to take whatever it wanted from the river through
the canal, while allowing the rest of the fresh water to continue
onward.
Hence, the name Land of the
Seekers had been used as far back as any could remember. In the
days before the canal, those seeking to flee the Shadow Lands would
often die before they could reach the Liban River to the east. For
that reason, most would dare not try to leave, and often were
snatched into the Darkness of Oscuridad. Instead of trying to
escape, they simply accepted their fate. The small stretch of
Shadow Lands was all that separated Trachten from Oscuridad, and
was full of many unspeakable pleasures.
When the Sealed first
helped build the Umeten Canal, many people came from the west,
being led out of the Shadow Lands across the desert, but the
numbers crossing over slowed drastically with time. Those from the
Shadow Lands began only to go as far as Trachten to wander amidst
the semiannual markets, but no further. They found all they needed
in the Land of the Seekers, and returned to the Shadow Lands with
their desires being filled. They no longer feared the Darkness, as
Jagare had seemingly been silent these past years. And the Shadow
Lands lent them more lustful freedom, than the rest of Erde was
allowed.
Xima was the governor of
Trachten. His family had played the major role in the finance of
breaking ground and digging the Umeten Canal, accepting help from
the Sealed. The city even received its name from its originator,
Sir Trachten, grandfather in the lineage of Xima. He was a very
wealthy, intelligent man.
History told Sir Trachten
somewhat disliked the laws of King Allmachtig and neither cared
much for the teachings of King Salvare, but he also feared the
Shadow Lands and Oscuridad. For this cause he took all that he had
– which was much – and settled in the desert away from
all.
Since that day, Sir
Trachten’s generations have remained there; especially, with the
idea of a semiannual market, which saw thousands upon thousands of
people from all over, bringing in mighty fine revenue indeed. They
remained a family of wealth, claiming never to pledge their
allegiance either to the King or the Darkness. The Trachten
generations proclaimed neutrality, gladly accepting any and all
benefits from both those of the King and those of the
Darkness.
§ § § §
MaZak and Dartego traveled
for days, finally arriving in Trachten. It was a long trip.
Stopping only in Goslet for a night and Salong for another, they
were more than ready to rest a while each day. The closer they came
to Trachten, the dryer the climate became, the hotter the days, and
the colder the nights. They already missed the fresh mountain air
of Nesal.
Entering Trachten, they
still had to travel somewhat a distance to Palvolin, where the
markets were actually held. Due south of Telbaton, central
Trachten, furthest from the Umeten Canal, it was dry and dusty, but
had the most room for all the people. It was also far from the
palace of Xima and the
to take it, “This is nice. Where did you get it?”
Onyx handed it over,
ensuring Rayhold of its power. “I’ve had it for quite some time.
Take it. It will do what thou please.”
Rayhold held the rose in
his palm examining the detail; the craftsmanship was of high
quality. This is
beautiful .
“Yes Rayhold, it is,” Onyx
replied to Rayhold’s thoughts aloud.
Rayhold looked up, “You’ve got to
teach me that.”
“Not all at once young Rayhold.
Patience and practice,” Onyx explained. “Shall we being
then?”
Trachten,
Land of the Seekers
Trachten was an extremely
large area in Erde, made of mostly desert with little vegetation.
If it weren’t for the Umeten Canal, which ran near the top of the
city, there would have been no Trachten. While the channel was
being dug, workers had to haul in water from the Liban River, which
was later used to feed the passage. By creating the small stem off,
Trachten was able to take whatever it wanted from the river through
the canal, while allowing the rest of the fresh water to continue
onward.
Hence, the name Land of the
Seekers had been used as far back as any could remember. In the
days before the canal, those seeking to flee the Shadow Lands would
often die before they could reach the Liban River to the east. For
that reason, most would dare not try to leave, and often were
snatched into the Darkness of Oscuridad. Instead of trying to
escape, they simply accepted their fate. The small stretch of
Shadow Lands was all that separated Trachten from Oscuridad, and
was full of many unspeakable pleasures.
When the Sealed first
helped build the Umeten Canal, many people came from the west,
being led out of the Shadow Lands across the desert, but the
numbers crossing over slowed drastically with time. Those from the
Shadow Lands began only to go as far as Trachten to wander amidst
the semiannual markets, but no further. They found all they needed
in the Land of the Seekers, and returned to the Shadow Lands with
their desires being filled. They no longer feared the Darkness, as
Jagare had seemingly been silent these past years. And the Shadow
Lands lent them more lustful freedom, than the rest of Erde was
allowed.
Xima was the governor of
Trachten. His family had played the major role in the finance of
breaking ground and digging the Umeten Canal, accepting help from
the Sealed. The city even received its name from its originator,
Sir Trachten, grandfather in the lineage of Xima. He was a very
wealthy, intelligent man.
History told Sir Trachten
somewhat disliked the laws of King Allmachtig and neither cared
much for the teachings of King Salvare, but he also feared the
Shadow Lands and Oscuridad. For this cause he took all that he had
– which was much – and settled in the desert away from
all.
Since that day, Sir
Trachten’s generations have remained there; especially, with the
idea of a semiannual market, which saw thousands upon thousands of
people from all over, bringing in mighty fine revenue indeed. They
remained a family of wealth, claiming never to pledge their
allegiance either to the King or the Darkness. The Trachten
generations proclaimed neutrality, gladly accepting any and all
benefits from both those of the King and those of the
Darkness.
§ § § §
MaZak and Dartego traveled
for days, finally arriving in Trachten. It was a long trip.
Stopping only in Goslet for a night and Salong for another, they
were more than ready to rest a while each day. The closer they came
to Trachten, the dryer the climate became, the hotter the days, and
the colder the nights. They already missed the fresh mountain air
of Nesal.
Entering Trachten, they
still had to travel somewhat a distance to Palvolin, where the
markets were actually held. Due south of Telbaton, central
Trachten, furthest from the Umeten Canal, it was dry and dusty, but
had the most room for all the people. It was also far from the
palace of Xima and the
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