The City, it's definitely vague.
While I haven't found kindred, I have seen quite a bit of diversity. Humans, demons, vampires, and I'm sure there are several others. It isn't a far cry from the environment I'm used to back home, the only difference being lack of jewels.
My marks don't seem to be very useful here, but I've seen a lot of brightly colored coins around. The currency is as eccentric as the city, it seems. Is there a trade of some sort? I've never be given a stranger look than when I attempted to pay for tea at the café with gold.
Thank you again, Blitza, for the impressive tour.
Did the brew help?
I saw many people in the Underground, some with vacant expressions and no light in their sunken in eyes. They looked exhausted, hopeless and frightened of something even I couldn't see. More that this, it reminded me of Daemon, and the Twisted Kingdom.
I have done all I could. I paved the way home, all he has to do is follow it. It could take days, months, even years, but he will find us again. He is stronger than many, I have little doubt in his safe return. The body heals, but the mind is so much more fragile. The chalice, however, has been completed.
I also sent a message through the Black, but there was no response, no life on the other end. When I arrived, I already knew they weren't here. But I couldn't help but hope. So much has happened in the last few years, so much that I never dreamed possible. I never wanted to rule and, yet, I became a Queen.
Papa, Lucivar -- they have both felt my hesitation and, though they have yet to force me, it isn't a duty I plan to take lightly. As a Queen, my task is to protect my people and ensure their happiness. If that happiness ebbs and I find the source to be them, they will be dealt with accordingly.
There is always a price.