White Dragon
Inner Rim
Thyrsus, Thyrsus System
The City of Ryharess, Inside the Eyes of Time, The Proving Circle.
Pure white perfection. Halls of white upon white decor, and rooms with a singular purpose. Echani design was bold and open to the world, it always had a clear, precise intent. The political center had open glass walls which showed all that happened here, transparent to the public, with nothing to hide by appearance. A warrior race which spoke through action not words. Traditional Echani architecture, with traditional Echani attire, the eyes of time were a flawless execution of both.
Keth here again, 400 years was a long time to hold a grudge, but the Betrayer's memory, that of Raien Keth held strong and true to those who carried it. When a Keth once again set foot inside the capital tempers boiled. Echani did not rashly act, they considered every move, because each subtle action spoke a volume of words, but every aspect of the white uniformed guards shouted out at their tension as Taiden walked past with his entourage.
In the center of Thyrsus, a much more multicultural city than that of some 400 years ago, inside the eyes of time, Echani were gathering. Following another period of uncertainty for this proud people, once again Keth influence brought to bear, pulling the strings of a planet that the Kae had long abandoned, that had no real heroes Taiden knew the name of anymore. It was a diminished planet now with the new homeworld Eshan rebuilt and restored, Thyrsus the Sun Guard's once home didn't have the fire or pull it once had, and somewhere deep down it was calling for more.
Taiden Keth hated his ancestor with every fiber of his being, and was determined to do a better job here than the last Keth Echani general to assume the mantle of Thyrsus's Protector, the serenity of the flame, before he burned that serenity on the streets. Taiden stood representing house Keth, ready to go before a council of mostly mature females, each of them a grandmaster of the blade in their own way, to see what influence he could gain if any by that fire which followed the family name of Keth.
Standing before the grand chamber doors he waited.
Thyrsus, Thyrsus System
The City of Ryharess, Inside the Eyes of Time, The Proving Circle.
Pure white perfection. Halls of white upon white decor, and rooms with a singular purpose. Echani design was bold and open to the world, it always had a clear, precise intent. The political center had open glass walls which showed all that happened here, transparent to the public, with nothing to hide by appearance. A warrior race which spoke through action not words. Traditional Echani architecture, with traditional Echani attire, the eyes of time were a flawless execution of both.
Keth here again, 400 years was a long time to hold a grudge, but the Betrayer's memory, that of Raien Keth held strong and true to those who carried it. When a Keth once again set foot inside the capital tempers boiled. Echani did not rashly act, they considered every move, because each subtle action spoke a volume of words, but every aspect of the white uniformed guards shouted out at their tension as Taiden walked past with his entourage.
In the center of Thyrsus, a much more multicultural city than that of some 400 years ago, inside the eyes of time, Echani were gathering. Following another period of uncertainty for this proud people, once again Keth influence brought to bear, pulling the strings of a planet that the Kae had long abandoned, that had no real heroes Taiden knew the name of anymore. It was a diminished planet now with the new homeworld Eshan rebuilt and restored, Thyrsus the Sun Guard's once home didn't have the fire or pull it once had, and somewhere deep down it was calling for more.
Taiden Keth hated his ancestor with every fiber of his being, and was determined to do a better job here than the last Keth Echani general to assume the mantle of Thyrsus's Protector, the serenity of the flame, before he burned that serenity on the streets. Taiden stood representing house Keth, ready to go before a council of mostly mature females, each of them a grandmaster of the blade in their own way, to see what influence he could gain if any by that fire which followed the family name of Keth.
Standing before the grand chamber doors he waited.