Tranquil City of Thyra

[libertyybelle 6187]

 

Namaste, Worldly Beings of Arcas.

 

A city of peace and prosperity has risen.

Thyra of 1714

 

 

 

 

[!] Entering the city the smell of spices hits your nose.

[!] The sound of bustling trade and citizens laughing can be heard quietly throughout the streets.

 

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In the palace sits the Raja on a throne made by his adorning people.

 

Benevolent, wise, elegant. Words used to describe Thyra’s ruler.

Men, women, and children cheer in the streets of the beautiful city, honoring him.

 

The Raja of Thyra comes to speak with his people, who wish simply for leave and comfort.

Standing next to him is the Noble Emir and the Graceful Asha.

His most excellent majesty raises his hand, waving away any fear that the people had.

The city got quiet waiting for him to speak.

The suspense was riveting as his emerald green eyes gazed over the crowd.

 

Then he spoke.

 

“People of Thyra.

We have been granted by the great Gods,

Land farther than your eyes can simply see.

We shall build from the ground.

Using our ambitions and the Trinity to guide us,

We will build the  greatest city in Arcas!” 

 

The citizens clapped and cheered their hearts out, excited for change.

No longer were they a victim of the war and hatred of the world.

 

Instead they would live their life in comfort and tranquility.

 

 

OOC Information:

We are accepting help and new citizens to join our new land and ranks.

DM me for Discord

 

[1_Language_1 1671]

Timothy Jude worries about the canonist crusaders causing havoc.

[Junar 808]

Junar smiles as he rides ahead of a cavaran filled with supplies headed for the location.

[Medvekoma 2073]

Waldemar the Human wonders when there’ll be a Curonite Raj.

[Enlightenment 2299]

Solas speaks to himself, somewhere off in the great blue, the sun setting upon him, “Praise Buddha.”

[EmbryoGod 823]

His Holiness, High Pontiff Everard V, squints in Flexio