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Considered one of the most mysterious cities in Mizahar, Alvadas is called The City of Illusions. It is the home of Ionu and the notorious Inverted. This city sits on one of the main crossroads through The Region of Kalea.

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Postby Infilia Snowsong on May 31st, 2017, 12:24 am

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"Rainbow eyes, cast to the skies..."
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Spring, 35th, 517av

A one, and a two, and a three, and a four? It was simple enough, perfect to get back into the rhythm of her flute. She wondered how much harder it would be, trying to find a place to perform here at Alvadas. With last season's experience- it somewhat winded down, and Infilia was more or less glad that it had stalled for now. She didn't like the feeling of being hunted any more, and she was sure that every other Vantha hidden here at Alvadas wouldn't want to be hunted either, and she was alone for the most part. Avara and Nemori had left somewhere. Infilia prayed that they had made it back to Avanthal safe and sound, but Infilia would go back, but she has some things that she needs to get done while she's here.

The first thing that she has to do is find her parents, but she was sure that they had had already vanished when they could have, or at least one of them or even both of them had died. Though, she was glad that her fellow Vantha had left the city when they had the opportunity. Infilia wanted to get better at practicing her flute, and to that she needed to find time to actually practice her flute. She was still staying at the Cubacious Inn, and she had some friends who were willing to help her out for the most of Winter, and she was glad that she had some money for Spring. Staying at the Cubacious Inn had always worried her, she kept fretting about some of the guards bursting through her room, and bombarding the apartment to arrest her. Though, it is Spring now, and since Morwen’s time has to wait for another two seasons. So, Infilia had to make sure to catch up on her reputation.

She was in her room, and had been all day, trying to work up the nerve, she knew that she had to get out there, and start performing. The best thing she could do, was probably perform on the streets for now, she could probably get some sort of profit off of performing out on the streets. She decided to get into the rhythm by playing the flute slowly; and she was also grateful of the fact that she had her own space to practice in. Although, she had been able to practice at the Hall of Aurial Creation; where most of the Vantha would practice. It’s a building owned by the Snowsongs. When she thinks about her family back at Avanthal, she was deep in throught about it, and she wondered how they were doing back home. She hadn’t usually been thinking about home so much, and she thought that she was home sick, but she figured that it was just memories working up her emotions. Her eyes, swirled pink and purple, worry and love, she felt those two the most.

She felt more uncertain of home, and family due to the fact of how far away she had been from everyone for what felt like so long.

She stopped playing, and sat at one of the chairs around the kitchen table. Her flute rested gingerly on top of her lap, as she worked up the courage in order to get outside. She didn’t mind the outside, it was mostly the people that she was afraid of seeing. She had been fairly nervous getting herself to go outside, although, she had been doing spy work last season that kept her from hiding and she wanted something to do. She was glad that someone was able to guide her and help her find a way to earn some sort of coin, even if her first job was given to her by the owner of the Wolf’s Cave. She looked up at one of the windows, that overlooked an alley of the City of Illusions. She sighed, knowing that she wouldn’t win staying inside. It wasn’t good for her morale. She needed to get out if she wanted to be a professional performer. With a puff of courage, she stood up, and walked over to her cloak, and carefully pulled it off the hook, to make sure to not rip it in any way shape or form. Flute in hand, and her father’s angle knife tucked under her cloak, she was ready to head outside, after stepping out into the hallway of the Cubacious Inn, she made sure to lock her door with her key as she struggled to keep her flute from not falling and hitting the floor. She eventually managed to lock the door, and she headed down the stairs and outside into the streets of Alvadas.

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