17th of Fall, AV 512
Elem had been spending most of the week training physically, in one way or the other, short of the day prior spent in the lab. He was physically and mentally beat. The thought had occurred to him to just lie in bed all day, but his energy level had increased exponentially due to the activities and it would be fruitless, not to mention wasteful. So, he thought he might enjoy a walk through the Northern half of Riverfall, since most of his business had to do with its Southern half. The most striking feature was one Elem had actively avoided since he arrived and had heard of it.
Zulrav's Tower.
The God of Storms. While it was difficult to place blame on anyone or anything for the horrors of the Spring Storm, it was equally easy to wonder why the God of such a terrible thing would not have lessened its force and saved countless lives. Elem stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase, which was clearly open to the public, for some time. A few people even excused themselves as they moved past him, occasionally shooting glances at his demeanor. He must have been wearing a face of anger. Rational thoughts kept him from ascending the staircase, because he knew it would be quite possible for him to say things he didn't necessarily mean, due to the emotion the storm had brought. Best to move on. Maybe come back some other time.
Keeping his head down until he passed it, Elem tried to keep his mind distracted, to find anything to cool the anger inside. A large arch of color did the trick, for the most part. A sign by the arch listed it as Knirin Gardens, one of many beautiful and natural places that made Riverfall such a wonder to behold. The manner of which the plants were arranged immediately brought to mind what Serrif had mentioned when he and Gianne had helped Elem with the Sanctuary gardens. Exactly, in fact. Moving under the arch, he immediately moved to the latticework and examined it, trying to understand its construction. Another welcome distraction.
His fingers ran over the carefully laid framework as he examined the wisteria vine, so thick at the base that the foundation could no longer be seen. Crouching, Elem tried to move his fingers among that plant life and find how the arch was anchored. A breeze blew against his cheek and while he suspected it to be natural, it started to remind him of why he had come there in the first place. Maybe it would be better to push on and put distance between himself and the Tower.
Standing and turning to move on down the path, Elem found himself distracted once more, though this time all anger seemed to melt away. Other emotions, some as fiery, filled that void as he laid eyes on a most ravishing woman. He was clearly staring. Hopefully his mouth wasn't open. Maybe it was. He kept staring.
Elem had been spending most of the week training physically, in one way or the other, short of the day prior spent in the lab. He was physically and mentally beat. The thought had occurred to him to just lie in bed all day, but his energy level had increased exponentially due to the activities and it would be fruitless, not to mention wasteful. So, he thought he might enjoy a walk through the Northern half of Riverfall, since most of his business had to do with its Southern half. The most striking feature was one Elem had actively avoided since he arrived and had heard of it.
Zulrav's Tower.
The God of Storms. While it was difficult to place blame on anyone or anything for the horrors of the Spring Storm, it was equally easy to wonder why the God of such a terrible thing would not have lessened its force and saved countless lives. Elem stood at the bottom of the spiral staircase, which was clearly open to the public, for some time. A few people even excused themselves as they moved past him, occasionally shooting glances at his demeanor. He must have been wearing a face of anger. Rational thoughts kept him from ascending the staircase, because he knew it would be quite possible for him to say things he didn't necessarily mean, due to the emotion the storm had brought. Best to move on. Maybe come back some other time.
Keeping his head down until he passed it, Elem tried to keep his mind distracted, to find anything to cool the anger inside. A large arch of color did the trick, for the most part. A sign by the arch listed it as Knirin Gardens, one of many beautiful and natural places that made Riverfall such a wonder to behold. The manner of which the plants were arranged immediately brought to mind what Serrif had mentioned when he and Gianne had helped Elem with the Sanctuary gardens. Exactly, in fact. Moving under the arch, he immediately moved to the latticework and examined it, trying to understand its construction. Another welcome distraction.
His fingers ran over the carefully laid framework as he examined the wisteria vine, so thick at the base that the foundation could no longer be seen. Crouching, Elem tried to move his fingers among that plant life and find how the arch was anchored. A breeze blew against his cheek and while he suspected it to be natural, it started to remind him of why he had come there in the first place. Maybe it would be better to push on and put distance between himself and the Tower.
Standing and turning to move on down the path, Elem found himself distracted once more, though this time all anger seemed to melt away. Other emotions, some as fiery, filled that void as he laid eyes on a most ravishing woman. He was clearly staring. Hopefully his mouth wasn't open. Maybe it was. He kept staring.
