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The moment the heavy gates finally opened for Zarha, the first impression she had upon laying her eyes at Siliach for the first time was truly quite something. While she could see the beauty in the unforgiving deserts of Verja, what she could see in front of her was truly breathtaking. Soft, green grass blanketing the plains, gently swaying with the wind as flowers of the most varied colors brought vibrant colors to the scenery. Dotting the green sea, tall trees stood, firm and imposing, almost as if they were watchers who stood guard to the sea of grass.

Despite her usually silent and serious outward behavior, Zarah couldn't help but stop and stand still, appreciating the scenery beyond the gates for a moment. Distracted by the beauty of what she saw in front of her, Zarha almost completely missed the commotion that was going on behind her, only noticing something was going on when she suddenly saw a young eidola merchant dashing past her, running towards the gate, followed by the angry voices of the guards chasing it.

Before the guards could even reach the eidola merchant, the commotion ended as suddenly as it started as a faint purple flash drew her attention, almost as if announcing the arrow that came soon after, immediately hitting the eidola merchant to the back of the neck. Surprised and caught off-guard, Zarha almost flinched, expecting the worst. Fortunately, the offending eidola was simply unconscious, thanks to the arrow being used by Aeneas, the same guard who spoke to her earlier, being a blunt one. A reminder that any transgression to the rules and laws of Siliach would be dealt with swiftly.

[color=f6cba0]"Please, don't be. Rules need to be enforced so order can be preserved."[/color] Zarha replied as Aeneas approached her, apologizing for what she had just saw.

[color=f6cba0]"I must admit that I was caught a bit off-guard. The scenery beyond the gates is truly something."[/color] she said as she watched Aeneas dealing with the unconscious merchant. 

Biding farewell to Aeneas with a simple, respectful nod, Zarha calmly walked towards the gates. While it wouldn't be strange for her to simply take flight immediately upon passing the gate, Zarha decided against it, wanting to feel the soft grass beneath her feet for a while and walk through the grassy plains.

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