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A surreal cavern city inhabited by Symenestra where stones glow and streets are reams of silk. Cocoon like structures hang between stalactites and cascade over limestone flows in organic and eerie arabesques. Without a Symenestra willing to escort you, entrance is impossible.

A Journey Into Kalinor

Postby Purge on December 15th, 2013, 1:21 am

Time Stamp 11 Winter 513

The snow, it blocked the main entrance to Kalinor, and Purge was going a bit stir crazy. It hadn't even been that long, but the enjoyed to skies above her when the light of Leth illuminated the darkened world below. She didn't mind being underground, much of Xy was underground unless you were dealing with outsiders, it was the idea that she couldn't easily get above ground that had her annoyed and testy. Moving through the 'streets' that were corded and red -Purge thinks that meant it was a main thoroughfare but she couldn't be certain- her wings moving her along easily. The only thing on her body, other the fine silky fur was a few leather straps for her harness. No shoes on her feet, no clothing at all, she met a few of the Zith that inhabited this place and most seemed a bit too enamored with material things for her taste.

She had her claws, she had her teeth, that is all she needed other then perhaps someone to experiment with. It had been far too long since her curiosity had been sated, and her current indulgence were the Symenestra that inhabited this place. Fascinating beings, though completely unsuited to be slaves or food. They seemed too delicate for the first, and Purge found things that were naturally venomous slightly bad for the stomach. She feared that she would break one if she actually tried to satisfy some of her curiosities though, so she would have to settle for questions. Boring, and ineffective because things lie.

Sighing she lights on a platform of sorts, one of the tear drop hanging buildings that appeared to be abandoned or empty. Why were there so many of these things? Did they not know it was a waste of energy to create far more then need dictated? She squatted on the edge, her knees coming up to her chest and her arms wrapping around her knees, her wings held wide for balance as she looked down into the darkness. Red hair fell forward but did little to mask her, not that she wanted to be masked, what she wanted was to know what was down there.
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