Trade routes

These roads are the main roads between the cities of Dichotomy. They are filled with all sorts of danger and other suprises.

Addanon walked for a while towards Obsequium stopping for a moment to sit on a log to take a small nap to regain some strength.

Azariel caught up with the fallen when he had decided to sit on a log for a while. She waited patiently so she would not disturb him. She didn't want to annoy him so she hung back.

"You don't have to hide back there." Addanon said gruffly to the small angel following him. He knew she was there and he had no reason to fear her or let her think he was clueless to his present. He just wanted to be left alone and the only way to do that was to let her say her piece and leave.

Azariel was shocked that he even knew she was there. She walked down the road smiling and giggled a little. "I'm sorry I can't help it." she looked him up and down again. He was definitely less intimidating sitting down. "Umm are you headed back to Obsequium?" she asked hoping he was.

"Yes because it's the only place to get a dam*ed meal." he growled at her. He stood and started walking down the road towards Obsequium.

Azariel giggled "Hee hee you made a pun." she smiled. "If you don't mind I would like to accompany you to Obsequium. I can disguise myself alright I just need someone to show me around." She smiled at his back and hoped he said yes.

Addanon stopped walking. A pun? That's what she points out. he thought about her laughter and then turned around to face her after she asked to come to Obsequium with him. He looked at her. She was only mildly annoying but she was pretty to look at. He knew he should say no but his feet kept him rooted to his spot and her smile made him want to say yes more every second he looked at her. "Fine but you better be good at disguises." He turned around and started walking again. If she wanted to come so bad she would follow him.

Azariel was surprised that he said yes but she wasn't one to question him. Frankly she thought he was a little scary. "Okay." was all she answered him. She ran up beside him having to take 3 times as man steps as he did because of his long legs. She smiled as she walked beside him on her way to Obsequium.

After ascending from the dark gates of Obesquium, Nihilimeya began her journey to Tiroch, city of technology. She felt there may yet be some people with a mediocre level of intelligence there. She had little patience for foolishness. Her prey would soon find out who he was and would be harder to kill. As much as she loved a challenge, she didn't want one that was imossible.

After travelling all day, she felt it would be best to camp there. She set up her force shield and pulled out her tent. When she set up, she started a campfire. With that, she began to meditate, drifting into deep thought and she became one with the force. She hoped it would reveal something useful of Scyn.

After days of traveling, Nihilimeya finally approached the large gates of the worthless city, Tiroch. She approached the gaurds at the gates who stopped her.

"You got some sort of technology on ya, missy? Can't let you in unless you know how a computer works," they said in a joking manner. They were making fun of her appearence. That was a mistake on their part. She pulled out her lightsaber and let the red blade sing as it swung through the air. After her light show was finished, she swung at the gaurds neck and smiled as her lightsaber cut diagnoly through his body like butter through a knife.

"I'm sorry, dear, is that advanced enough for you?" She asked before she walked in.



To Erith Building

It took several days for her o finally reach the black gates of Obesquium, but she did, none the less. It was now the moment of truth if this deon child she had heard so much about could use her extravagant warding tricks to discover the whereabouts of her elusive prey. Scyn was only a hair's breath away. She could taste it.


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