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[Color=mediumpurple]Time:[/color] Late Afternoon
[Color=mediumpurple]Location:[/color] Roshmi City
[Color=mediumpurple]Interaction:[/color] [@13org] Myra and [@Potter] Artemis

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When Darius snapped the memory into the memory glass, the expression he held in the still image was one of utter shock. Not only had been surprised by Myra's attempt at words, but  Artemis had planted an unexpected kiss on his cheek. Darius laughed at the image captured before it vanished from its surface. Everyone's high spirits really kept his mind off of the dreams he'd had since meeting Malgormuun. 

The dreams were always distorted memories of humans arriving in Avalia. It was what he witnessed when he smashed the crystal, but the dreams were more focused and in depth. It was all their moments before they ultimately perished. Malgormuun was always there, almost like a presenter of these memories. Pausing and rewinding to prove a point or make a comment. As hard as it might be for Darius to experience this, he didn't refuse it.

After several minutes, the amora would land onto a landing pad reserved for high ranking military officials, politicians, and those with enough amas to pay at the Laastak Transport Center. Darius stepped off of the amora with an excited look on his face as he carried Artemis in his arms. Upon him was a city that he only thought could exist as CGI in movies and televisíon shows. He was from a large city himself, but Roshmi was something out of fantasy. Gold and white armored light elf soldiers subordinate to Airdan stationed themselves around the amora that Darius and his group exited. Darius couldn't help but look around at the unique Avalian architecture of the transport center. 

Due to being on a more exclusive landing pad, there weren't many people in view, but as the group ventured towards the Roshmi City Grand Hall, Darius and company would lay eyes on all sorts of different people and even more architecture both unique and a bit familiar to Darius. He also noticed something else that would be peculiar to everyone in his company.

[Color=mediumpurple]"What's with the shriveled up trees?"[/color] Without context, Darius didn't give it too much thought to the withered trees affected by dark elves ensuring that Roshmi City would not flourish.

Several minutes more and the group arrived at a giant dome shaped building, the Roshmi City Grand Hall. Airdan ordered his men to remain in the immediate area as weapons were not permitted in the grand hall. There to greet the group was an elderly elf with a friendly smile on his face. Darius smiled back not even noticing that it was the demon he had been wary of on Daka. Umber the Wraith. 

[Color=silver]"Oh my don't you all look splendid and such an interesting group. Two demons, an elf, and a demihuman. Please make your way inside and feel free to seat yourselves and get acquainted with the other early arrivals."[/color]