Lielle had been feeling it was time. Since finally reaching Pyr, she'd explored, worked hard to help the empire, and hopefully found the beginnings of friendships among the homins who walk the new lands. She'd stood in awe of the great cities of Pyr, Yrkanis, Zora, and Fairhaven.
Yes, it was time. She had fully arrived in the new lands, and it was time to begin the next chapter of her life here. She'd already prepared her symbolic clothing, crafted with her own skill, using only the materials from the desert's bounty. Green to represent her newness and growth, and beige as a first paler reflection of proud Fyros red. She'd inscribed each piece with the most important values of her people: Talen, Akash, Orak, Rechten.
She'd hoped since she was a little girl that she would have a chance to rejoin her people. Her parents, though Fyros, had only a fragmentary memory of their great culture. She'd hoped she would one day have a fuller understanding of what her heritage meant.
Yes, it was time. She had fully arrived in the new lands, and it was time to begin the next chapter of her life here. She'd already prepared her symbolic clothing, crafted with her own skill, using only the materials from the desert's bounty. Green to represent her newness and growth, and beige as a first paler reflection of proud Fyros red. She'd inscribed each piece with the most important values of her people: Talen, Akash, Orak, Rechten.
She'd hoped since she was a little girl that she would have a chance to rejoin her people. Her parents, though Fyros, had only a fragmentary memory of their great culture. She'd hoped she would one day have a fuller understanding of what her heritage meant.