The districts of Sunfire are broken up into 3 sections. The bars, inns, diners and more are sector 1. Sector 2 is the marketplace. The Marketplace is not very large but holds the most people. The third sector above the first and second are the homes. These homes are made from natural material. Woods, plants and earth. However the erosion of natural materials does not happen here. Within the massive tree of Sunfire holds a purity of nature that keeps everything alive constantly. Those who live here lose the sense of wonder of this place, but many still feel the vibrance. The ones who pay no attention to the beauty are those from the Vrondi capital. Needless to say the Vrondi capital is brimming with not only natural life force but the radiance of the sun from the King himself. Him acting as a artificial sun at all times.

The time passed slowly, the real sun creeping downward gently from its high position. The Vrondi guards kept people aware of the curfew. Even as the Gaian soldiers passed by a few of the Vrondi guards will mention. "Hey there mountain dwellers. There's a curfew tonight, do us a favor and stay in." Before returning to their monitoring duties, actively walking from district to district.  

A few street performers began their routine. They were not Vrondi natives however. They seemed fairly mixed, some dark, some light, red and green. But there were four of them total. A flaming stick juggler, a musician with a guitar strumming a gentle tune, and two acrobats swinging each other around and flipping in well choreographed unison. People were interested and gave them money as they both walked by and watched. They were in the middle of the marketplace next to a fountain of pure water that sprinkled out like mist, watering the plants around the marketplace and cooling the people off. 

[color=red]"These suckers just don't know what's about to go down." [/color] Spoke the fire juggler to the musician. [color=blue]"This curfew won't be a big deal. We can still finish collecting tonight. There's quite a few interesting specimens in Sunfire. The Therosi will pay well."[/color] Spoke the Musician. His gentle voice masked by the sound of his guitar strums. A crowd came around them and were all unaware of the hatching plans before them. The Musician winking to a seraphim woman with a seductive, yet hungry, glance.