Plarya

[Inkshade]

Plarya is a rather modern country, considering the technological limitations, and though it is surrounded by rather lush forests, the towns and cities thrive. This is in part due to the diversity of the possible techniques, and the usage of magic in creative ways. They are ruled by a council that is half summoners and half non summoners, in an attempt to be fair.

[aura]

Trillia walked apily down the cobblestone path toward the Plarya city of Layta. The weather was amazing, the sun shining made the long trek from Gilfell all the better. The hills rolled out before the party. The flowers were out in bloom, with all sorts of different colors and variations.

Trillia smiled, her teeth flashing in the sunlight. A voice sighed behind her. She suddenly frowned.

"Drech, what's wrong? It's a beautiful day, and the journey's been great so far!" The blue haired maiden spoke to one of her fellow travelers.

The masked Ogi, was looking back toward another person on the path.

"Kry fell behind...again." The older man said, his voice muffed and earthy from the mask on his face.

"Oh he'll make it, don't worry." Trillia spoke happily.

"He might hold us back...What if we're late?" Drech said slightly annoyed.

"We'll be fine, Jeez don't worry so much, Drech." Trillia said as hse began walking forward again.


Far behind them Kry had stepped off the path. He slowly bent down to examine a flower in full bloom. He smiled at the color and aroma. He let his hands slightly stroke the petals, before continuing toward their destination.


Drech kept pace with the fast Trillia. His hunter's endurance had helped him on this long journey.

"So...the only reason we came to Plarya was to say goodbye to your mother?" Drech asked.

"Well yeah. She is my mother." Trillia said with an obvious tone.

"If you didn't insist in this journey, we could have stayed in Gilfell and gotten teleported from there...now we have to head all the way to the other side of Plarya just to get to the arena..." Drech complained slightly.

"We'll be fine. Don't worry." Trillia continued being positive.

"What about our status as Gilfell champions? We're getting picked up from Plarya..." Drech asked.

"I'm sure we'll be fine...I talked to someone from the league...a couple times...It's fine, I think...I'm sure we will be fine." Trillia waved her hand at the man. All Drech could do was sigh again.