by Idran1701 » Mon Oct 27, 2008 1:59 am
Floating City
Making a leap, Asp manages to grab hold of the lantern. It flares up with a flash of blinding light, and when it fades, Asp is gone. Looking to Rosalyn, Haz'kiah speaks up. "After you? The portal will bring you to the edge of Xaos in the Outlands."
And indeed, that's where Asp finds himself, landing on the ground a bit roughly near a saddle-shaped boulder on its side about twice his height, curving around him to either side. About 10 minutes' walk ahead, he can see a fairly bustling and boisterous city with no apparent rhyme, reason, or even thought put into its design. From the look of it, buildings are built wherever a person wants to build them, in whatever style, material, and even color they might wish. Overhead, a blue sky hangs, if one lacking in suns, and around him, a sparsely-grassed field stretches in all directions. Not too far, a small creek runs over the land. Forests and hills dot the horizon, and the infinitely-tall Spire stretches up into the sky to his left, Sigil's ring floating above it as always.
Of course, how he can see the top of an infinitely-tall object, he doesn't exactly know.
Limbo
The land about Shawn reshapes itself into a cavern, surrounding and protecting them. The light dims, though it doesn't leave entirely, and this type of land seems to be a little less tiring on her mind at the moment.
"Good. As you shape this land, consider every part of it. Let yourself know it as it would truly be, and allow that knowledge to instruct your creation. And know that as you shape, you are putting yourself into your creation as much as you are forming it. How a person's shapings take form can tell one much about that person. Many hold themselves back, and this is why they do not progress. Slowly overcoming these inhibitions and fears will be an important part of your learning."
As she continues to form the cavern around her, she can almost feel the flow of Limbo trying in vein to tear her creation down, resisting the imposition of order on its contents. But she keeps her creation firm and steady; surprisingly, holding it together is the easiest part of creating the terrain, it would seem.
Concentrating so strongly on her terrain, Shawn almost misses it when Thilqua speaks up. "Oh, it would appear we have a visitor, Shawn. This would be the first time you've met a true native of Limbo, yes?"
She can't spot who Thilqua means at first, until finally she sees it near the entrance. A protrusion of rock near the wall, but hovering in the air. As she watches, it floats towards the two of them. It changes briefly into a swirling whirlwind of fire, before taking the form of a twisted mass of grass and petals.
It speaks up somehow, its voice androgynous but sounding generally cheerful. "Hello! Uh...are you new people, or are you the person I talked to before?