Craïs was a little taken back by Rei's question. She seldom discussed her past with anyone back in Arcanium, the mages back there weren't interested and thus she held no reason to ever bring it up. It took her over a second to realize just why the Shirokaze heiress had posed the question. She often herself forgot what a horrid reputation Desertia held outside its borders. Slavery, cities abundant with criminal activity, poverty...

[b]"Of course Desertia has nice people living there. We have to be. Not everyone can be as ruthless as the Emperor or the leaders of the criminal guilds, so we compensate with kindness. Admittedly, the capital is not a good place... it's rotten, having grown sickly over the decades with each Emperor worse than the last. But I come from Revelria, a city as autonomous as one can be in Desertia. My home lies next to the ocean. A city of glistening lights and never-ending festivals. The city and its people never slept... Even slaves like myself were treated with love and respect, both by our owners and the populace."[/b] Craïs sighed wistfully, shaking her head to bring herself out of the memories.

[b]"You really should visit, yes. At very least, visit Revelria. Plenty of buzzing about will make you forget the heat."[/b]