Tilting The Scales [End]
Posted: Sat Mar 16, 2024 1:12 am
[Traveling From Here ]
As the B'halian airship sliced through the billowing clouds, Delion's eyes swept across its expansive deck and sleek metallic hull. Crafted with the ingenuity of Dwarven engineering, the vessel surpassed all norms, dwarfing even the mightiest of conventional airships. This wasn't his first time aboard one these, still Delion found himself captivated by the intricacies of its design. From the glinting metal framework to the powerful array of propellers that vectored it effortlessly through the heavens. Yet, what truly distinguished this marvel was its remarkable ability to manipulate space itself; a mystical attachment that allowed it to traverse vast distances in mere moments.
With each passing moment, the familiar landmarks of Bhalia loomed larger on the horizon, beckoning them home with silent reverence. During their descent, Delion's eyes caught sight of several notable landmarks adorning the landscape below. Towering spires of marble and granite soared skyward, their majestic forms a testament to the grandeur of B'halian architecture. Magnificent bridges spanned chasms and rivers, their graceful arches an ode to the ingenuity of B'halian engineering. And nestled amidst lush forests and rolling hills, the sprawling estates of B'halian nobility glimmered in the sunlight, their opulent grandeur rivaling the legendary palaces of old.
"Home at last.." He thought to himself. Delion then turned his gaze to Kilik,
and observed her with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation as she absorbed the breathtaking vista before them. He sensed the electric anticipation radiating from her, imagining her spirit ablaze with the promise of the adventures that awaited her within the mainland of the new world
"..no Atlantean has ever beheld B'halia's glory, let alone set foot upon its soil." Delion murmured softly, his voice suffused with a quiet sense of pride as the airship descended towards the heart of the city. "I needn't warn you the value of a first impression." He said before turning to address his battalion of soldiers. Everyone aboard the airship was allowed to move freely about the deck and the soldiers aboard rallied with a palpable sense of relief as they entered B'halian airspace. Kilik would find their faces were glued to the windows. The imposing, imperial walls of the empire had never been a more comforting sight than during that homeward journey.
As the B'halian airship sliced through the billowing clouds, Delion's eyes swept across its expansive deck and sleek metallic hull. Crafted with the ingenuity of Dwarven engineering, the vessel surpassed all norms, dwarfing even the mightiest of conventional airships. This wasn't his first time aboard one these, still Delion found himself captivated by the intricacies of its design. From the glinting metal framework to the powerful array of propellers that vectored it effortlessly through the heavens. Yet, what truly distinguished this marvel was its remarkable ability to manipulate space itself; a mystical attachment that allowed it to traverse vast distances in mere moments.
With each passing moment, the familiar landmarks of Bhalia loomed larger on the horizon, beckoning them home with silent reverence. During their descent, Delion's eyes caught sight of several notable landmarks adorning the landscape below. Towering spires of marble and granite soared skyward, their majestic forms a testament to the grandeur of B'halian architecture. Magnificent bridges spanned chasms and rivers, their graceful arches an ode to the ingenuity of B'halian engineering. And nestled amidst lush forests and rolling hills, the sprawling estates of B'halian nobility glimmered in the sunlight, their opulent grandeur rivaling the legendary palaces of old.
"Home at last.." He thought to himself. Delion then turned his gaze to Kilik,
and observed her with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation as she absorbed the breathtaking vista before them. He sensed the electric anticipation radiating from her, imagining her spirit ablaze with the promise of the adventures that awaited her within the mainland of the new world
"..no Atlantean has ever beheld B'halia's glory, let alone set foot upon its soil." Delion murmured softly, his voice suffused with a quiet sense of pride as the airship descended towards the heart of the city. "I needn't warn you the value of a first impression." He said before turning to address his battalion of soldiers. Everyone aboard the airship was allowed to move freely about the deck and the soldiers aboard rallied with a palpable sense of relief as they entered B'halian airspace. Kilik would find their faces were glued to the windows. The imposing, imperial walls of the empire had never been a more comforting sight than during that homeward journey.