A warm welcome, an exchanging of hands.

[NeverNights]

A warm welcome

It had been many years- no almost a decade since the lands where Londo once stood had a constant presence. The once sprawling eternal autumn forest replaced with cursed and desecrated lands, the lives of its past denizens almost all but forgotten; Retaken by nature and beast alike. But just like the many other kingdoms and settlements past- there would always be a few that remember, that carry a torch of those calmer more serene times with them.

One such budding place would reach the ears of an aging Queen, rumours of a settlement carving itself into the shores of Meranthe, into their old home.

No time would be wasted as the pleasant news tingled across the senses. For once it wasn't a declaration to desecrate her peoples final resting place, yet another attempt to lay them low- or even to slay a deity close to them but a start at a better life.

Wagon upon wagon of goods depart from Arcadia. Not painted in the sleepy pastoral settlements calm cleansing hues, but in the regal blues- ambers and golds of the once prideful monarchy of the past. Still thriving, yet in smaller numbers; most of those who graced its former roads and streets having moved on by now- onto the next leg of their journey.




From teacher to student, an exchanging of hands.

It would take several months for the caravan to make it to its rumored destination, the place hugging the cliffs of the once vibrant beaches- full of laughter and song, the sounds of the sea echoing on the ears of where the kingdom once stood. In its place- a humble settlement consisting of nothing but several buildings and stalls- the making of a quaint square rolling into the horizon the word "Viritas" proudly emblazoned on its plaque in the town center.

As the caravan pulled up to the stonework that sprawled away from the core of the humble beginnings. A particular kitsune clad in royal blues, pristine whites and a trailing green aurora descends from her perch- a bold welcome echoing out her lips- as if she had owned the place.

"Greetings people of Viritas. I extend a earnest gift from one end to a new beginning. To a hearty people who dident turn thier eyes away from the decay, the corruption and the despair that coaxed itself deep into the soil you now build upon.

Be it man, beast or creature I pass no judgement; for I was too once a stranger to Meranthe, a humble little kit from the Blue Isles. Take from me a glimpse of the bounty you can reap if you restore the nature here once more, learn from me the stories of our past- so that you may not repeat our mistakes- and walk with me side by side into the future as I watch you grow with a loving heart- for anyone who walks the path I walked deserves to be cherished; and all who are cherished are kin." - Queen Fulumi Thorruhn, of the former kingdom of Londo

Once her short speech was given, the kitsune could be seen walking off with a familiar person, a student of her past. All grown and now a fine woman- a smile on the foxes lips as the workers start to unload thousands of seeds and crops for the settlement off the wagons.

It was time to start again.