Warring Islands Citizen
- Glass Maker
- Marital Status
- Character Profile
- The Phoenix
Cathwa nation. A place filled with deserts, rough mountains, and the known world's worst jungle. It even had a cold section near the top that was frozen half of the year around. As if this small continent needed all four seasons? It seemed wherever one went there was a climate for everyone. Well on this certain day, the climate the girl was heading for was muggy and wet. Her goal was the Lantheri Wilds. But first, she had to pass through Setasut. Allison Solis had been all over the land of Avsolom in these past few months. She visited Noria first, then Volkarna. Then she pack tracked some to a hidden camp near Leore (if she read her map right at the time). The redhead girl with no apparent homestead was looking for clues about her past, and she knew the Empire would not have what she needed. Allison needed something that predated the Empire. Hence, her voyage to Lantheri Wilds.
From her stay in the abandoned fort where she met a lovely lost soul like herself, Allison felt the need to travel the world clockwise. Her partner chose to trek the opposite, wishing to see the wonderful city of Noria. But Allison had nothing waiting for her there anymore. And she was in a hurry to discover the truth of her heritage. She'd already gained several of her memories back, but they made little sense to her. So, she left Leore and found a boat to take her to Nal Sur. While the continent was mostly anti-Magi, Nal Sur was a place she could travel in and out without being bothered. She was there only for a day and without any events to tread her down. Now, she was departing into a lush green section of Cathwa which was far different than the desert she expected in her head. At first she had to ask to make sure they were in the right port; which got some laughs on her part for her naive sense of navigation. Assuring the redhead that they were indeed in Cathwa, she departed and went out to find someplace to stay the night.
Her plan was to stay in this town for only a day or so. She liked to be on a mission. Staying in one place bogged her down. She needed answers, and every night she wasted staring at the ceiling (or the stars if she were outside) was time wasted. But there was something that caught her eyes in Setasut which caused the redhead to stop dead in her tracks. In the busy intersection of traffic, she saw a booth that for the most part was no different than any other blacksmith she'd seen before. Only, there were glass figures and kitchenware on one of the shelves near the work bench.
Allison apologized to the people she was holding up and squeezed her way through the busy pedestrians until she made her way to the glass. She gently lifted it up and began to inspect it. The way it shined was a thing of beauty. She'd seen windows in her time at Noria, but to see it shaped into something was a miracle. How had it been done?