Open A Day Out.

Xi lets his hair down quite litterally, however he also tries out making himself a little...different.

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Known as the Celestial Seat, Nyka is a religious city in Northern Sylira. Ruled by four demigods and traversed by a large crevice, the monk-city is both mystical and dangerous. [Lore]

A Day Out.

Postby Ximal on July 4th, 2013, 3:43 pm

58th Summer 513AV

Xi hid himself along one of the dark alleys of nyka, looking out at the world before him, He raised his hand to his beard lightly and stroked his chin. The world before him, and the world behind him. He had to get away from his school for a while and see the city...Xi lifted his hands up to his head and reached into his djed reserves and memory, placing his hands over his head he brought his hands sweeping back across his head in a slow motion focusing on, a colour a vibrant and volatile one, a bright luminous red, like the colour of fire. He spoke in his head in myrian the colour he was thinking of to help focus his transformation. Raging fire red. His jet black hair then began to slowly creep out in time with the sweeping of his hands cross his scalp, his hair obeying his djed's command to shift with the colour, following and flowing into a vibrant and deep red. Xi let his hands lower and allowed his hair to finish the transformation on it's own. Xi took a deep slow breath and rolled his shoulders before bringing up his hand to his eye's closing them he placed his finger tips over his eyes and brought another colour into his mind. The colour of calm for him, the colour of a still summers day. Still summer yellow. Xi brought his hand away and let his eyes open as the deep black blue, raised and brightened into a still but shining yellow.

Xi smirked and stepped out into the crowd, all his hair now that vibrant dark red, and his eyes shining yellow. He stood out more yes, but his standing out meant he didn't quite fit the bill of his normal self. Xi smirked and stepped through the streets of the city. Not sure what he was going to come across but ready for whatever was going to come his way. He headed out towards the eastern quarter towards the docks. Wanting to see what was going on. Xi sighed and brought his heavy frame that way towards the scene of a argument between a merchant and a sailor...Or at least what looked to be a sailor. Everyone else didn't care in the slightest he however was vaguely interested to see what was going on. He caught bits and pieces of a conversation or rather row going back and forth the sailor occasionally cursing in a language he didn't know. But he'd heard the lisp before, the elongated 's' sounds. Both gave the sailor away to Xi at least as begin a dhani, though of what type he couldn't quite say. It was mostly of no mind but something he'd learned to spot over the course of time.
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