Back-dated RL with Crocker, Mix'n Match virus

[elderfrahma]

Inside the house is bright, lit from a desert sun cooled by magical shielding to warm comfortability. Outside the windows stretches long stone pathways ending in teleportation pads, swaths of lush greenery and forests bordering rivers, and in the distance the plantlife ends in a perfect circle, giving way to endless stretches of desert. There is little noise or hum of excitement that might be expected of a city, the sound of flowing water a soft counterpoint to the stillness.

Arriving in her customary flash of light, Charle looked to her visitor with a sad smile.
"Welcome to Ulara."