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The following is information about the world of Aeolida:
The Aeolidan Empire, which mythology tells to have been founded by the first man in the world, shares its name with the planet, Aeolida. It spans a realm that ranges from the depths of the Drelicon Woods in the west to the fringe of the Hailon Peaks in the east; from the shores of the Sprawling Seas in the north to the boundary of the Gledonian Protectorate’s domain to the south. Its cities are vast and alive and diverse, marked by large shining steel buildings with glass-domed tops, golden glittering pyramids of sight and sound, and so many lights that it would seem day even at night. Hovering metal vehicles dominate the skies above the streets and between the buildings, while the pedestrians hurry to and fro on the paved ground. The Aeolidan Empire’s towns are more quaint and humble, though, and not all of the older ways have been lost; its countryside is almost entirely rural. In the center of the capital city, also called Aeolida, is the temple of the Grand Nexus, the hub from which all Nexuses are interlinked. The Aeolidan Empire has set up an organization known as the Greeters who help new arrivals from the Nexus, giving them information about Aeolida. The Greeters are also a security force who stop unwanted or dangerous travelers from entering Aeolida.

The Gledonian Protectorate is the only other large power upon Aeolida. It is formed of six sovereign states that have linked together in the interest of a common economy based on the various products that can be formed from the flora and fauna of the Gledonian Marshes; hence, they share a single military in the interest of its defense. Its cultures are not quite as well-mixed as those of the Aeolidan Empire (since the Aeolidan Empire is centered around the Grand Nexus), and each state has its own individual customs, system of government, religion, social structure, etc.

The six sovereign states of the Gledonian Protectorate are Ningask, Romarv, Lohllin, Crawn, Zinden, and Heirvenof. The military superpowers of the Protectorate are Romarv and Zinden, while Heirvenof is far and away the most prosperous, as it controls the largest territory. Lohllin houses the centralized beuracracy of the Protectorate, and has a strict society based around chain of command – somewhat along the lines of what Lao Zi promoted in legalism (an Ancient Chinese culture solely determined to create a good government). Ningask and Crawn are the agricultural strongholds; they generate the Protectorate’s food supply.

The ruins of the ancient state of Kofutan contain many secrets left behind by its long gone inhabitants. If one were to probe thoroughly enough, one may find a view from the long-lost era when the Nexuses were still inactive.

The Drelicon Woods, which stand on the border of the Aeolidan Empire, are an immense overgrowth of thick plant life. Tall sturdy trees dominate the skies, extending their branches in all directions; tall grass, as high as a man, covers the ground between the trees. Few paths through this place are well-worn, as most opt to circumvent the wood entirely to go wherever it is that they intend to. It’s rumored that vicious beasts reside in its depths, but few know.

The Hailon Peaks stand tall and dominant over the easternmost border of the Aeolidan Empire. Few have ever tried to cross the peaks, and those who have never returned. Even with the advent of powerful magical technology, no one has ever successfully crossed the mountain range.

The Sprawling Seas form the northern boundary of the Aeolidan Empire. There are many small fishing villages but on a whole, the Sprawling Seas are rather untouched. Much like the Hailon peaks, no one has ever returned from a voyage out into deep waters. Few have had reason to try to see what exactly lies beyond the Sprawling Seas since the awakening of the Nexuses 200 years ago.

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The following is information about the Aeolidan Empire's Capital City:
The capital city of Aeolida is as diverse as its inhabitants. In the center of the city is the temple of the Grand Nexus. From that point, the city extends outwards in a rough circle. Inner City, the area immediately surrounding the Grand Nexus temple, is filled with towering buildings and numerous people. Inner City is the home of the Aeolidan Empire’s government and the first area newcomers from the Nexus see, so it is overly extravagant as a testament to the power of the Aeolidan Empire. The most notable public building (aside from the Grand Nexus temple) in the Inner City is the Imperial Library, which is an immense collection of literature from numerous worlds.

Further out from the Grand Nexus temple is Middle City, the most heavily populated and diverse section of the capital. Middle City is the residential and commercial district. Although not as grand as Inner City, Middle City is filled with excitement and wonder. There are hotels, inns, and houses for sale, shops selling goods imported from other worlds, open air market festivals held every week, and an abundance of public parks where some of the natural beauty of Aeolida is preserved despite being in the city. A special building, known as the Worldly Amphitheater, is actually a large area were people from different worlds regularly meet and hold public discussions. A small contingent of Greeters is stationed there, to provide assistance and security to the travelers.

The furthest section of the capital city is known as Outter City. The large buildings and numerous people are left behind when entering Outter City, allowing a glimpse back to the days before the Nexuses became active. Although not necessarily a section for the poor, Outter City is home to the working class. Most of the residents here work in the agricultural or trading business. The only points of interest are the numerous roads, both large and small, leading to other areas of the Aeolidan Empire and beyond.

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Falco sat with a content grin on his face at an oaken table. He had arrived in Aeolida less than a week ago, but he had already learned so much. Now, he sat at a table in the Dragonfly Inn in Middle City, writing in an oversized tome that was actually his journal.

I am still in shock at how much I was missing here on the Material Plane. Considering such diversity and wonder the Universe holds, and now that I have access to it, I doubt I will find myself on the Outter Planes any time soon. It has been less than a week, but what a time it has been! I have seen countless races, new technologies, and even strange new spells, just from the residents here in Aeolida. I can only imagine what I would see if I decided to travel to a different world, but I am more than content with Aeolida for the time being.

Aeolida is indeed a wonderful place. Already I have had the opportunity to attend as session at the Worldly Amphitheater, and it was there that I learned of several different worlds which I will go into detail in future writings. However, there was one topic that is worth getting into now which was discussed at the session. The topic was currency and how it translated from world to world. When I first arrived, the Greeters explained to me that precious metals such as gold and silver were acceptable in most stores, so I thought nothing more of it until the session. Apparently, the Aeolidan Empire receives information about the economies of the other major worlds it trades with, and combined with the resources in its treasury, the government produces an exchange rate for most currencies. Here in Aeolida, however, a special program was developed that benefits both travelers and Aeolida. The Imperial Library is always in search of literature from other worlds, especially concerning the history and climate of the other worlds. If a traveler provides this information to the Library, they are given a line of credit for Aeolidan shops and markets. I will have to keep this is mind and remember to bring a few history texts about Syrith next time. Now, about the other topic discussed at the session….

Falco continued to write in his journal. The night was still young, and considering the diversity of Aeolida, perhaps someone interesting would arrive at the Inn and strike up a conversation.

Drisk hudddled himself in one corner of the ruins, hunger and thirst having finally set in. His eyes drifted once again towards the Nexus, a small pillar set into the middle of the room. It was said in the rest of Arkoris that the Nexus took people away, made them dissappear never to be seen again. That was why these ruins had made the perfect hiding spot, the military wouldn't follow you in here no matter how bad your crime was. But Drisk had neither food or water, and the prospect of merely dissappearing was beginning to seem a lot better than the painful death that accompanied extremes of hunger and thirst.

And so, seeing no other option, Drisk put his hand on the Nexus, only half-expecting something to happen. So it came as a temporary shock when Drisk realized that he was suddenly surrounded by a darkness. This is it thought Drisk, I'm really dissappearing... He braced himself for the cold touch of death, readied himself to cease existing. So it was a huge surprise when Drisk found himself in the middle of a place which appeared to be a temple, incredibly similar to the ruins on his own world. Looking around, Drisk saw a white robed figure wacking toward him. He appeared to be smiling, and exclaimed "welcome to Aeolida! I'm a Greeter here, do you have any money to exchange?"

Drisk shook his head slowly. This was really weird, was he dead? No, if money was used here it probably wasn't an afterlife. Emptying his pockets, the only things Drisk had on him were his sword, his gun, and the Rule Book of Arkoris. The... what was he called, a Greeter? Yeah, that was it. The Greeter looked at the Rule Book intensely. "Is that from your world?" ASked the Greeter. "Umm.. yeah" Drisk said coldly. Back on Arkoris, the punishment for not having the Rule Book on you at all times was death. "Is it worth anything?" Flipping through it, the Greeter took out what appeared to be a bag of some sort of money, and gave a pile to Drisk. "Now, I need to ask some questions. Are you a danger to anyone else here on Aeolida?"

"Yes I am" Drisk said, "so don't piss me off." And before the Greeter could react, Drisk ran out of the temple, and continued running until he found himself in a city. Walking into what resembled an Inn on Arkoris, Drisk saw someone writing at a table. This person looked different from many of the other people in this odd place, so Drisk approached the man. Coldly, Drisk said "you don't look like most of the others at this place. What the hell is this place, and what did that Nexus thingy do to me?"

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"It's taken you to a new world." The speaker was not the sitting man; rather another newcomer. He had been observing the seated man for quite some time. The man looked middle age, with stealthy clothes and wise eyes. He looked to be a person you would not mess with.

"Comes as a shock when you step through; most worlds don't know about their nexus. Some people think this place is the afterlife. But there's no chance in hell that I'll be dying any time soon. I've been 'ere a month, quite a nice place actually. Great for anyone who needs to... escape."

He grinned. The sheer amount of weapons on his person suggested he was no friend to the law. "Deathdrinker's the name. Came here after hearing about it from a friend o' mine, a Dwarf. 'Scuse me a moment."

He turned away from Drisk, tapping the other man on the shoulder. "Falco Leahcim, why do you seem to turn up everywhere I go?" he asked with mock disappointment. Falco had been Deathdrinker's friend for a long time; the only one in this world who knew his true name. But what was he doing in Aeolida?

The surprised expression Falco had adopted when the white-haired man had barged into the Inn and immediately demanded answers of him turned to an expression of utter shock when Deathdrinker tapped him on the shoulder. Falco began to speak, found himself at a loss of words for a moment, then sighed and began again. "To be fair, it has been over a year since we last met, Deathdrinker. I followed a close friend through the Nexus on Syrith, but it seems he has already moved on. I do not believe you ever had the pleasure of meeting him, but I know a pair of wizard friends of yours who have. But this is beside the point. I am curious to know what brings you here, Deathdrinker. Somehow I doubt a man of your profession is simply taking a vacation. But before you answer..."

Falco turned his attention to the white haired man. "It is a testament to your inability to observe details around you if you have come to the conclusion that I somehow stand out amongst the denizens of this Inn. Take a look around you."

The Inn was filled with various patrons of all walks of life. Numerous different races intermingled over food and drink. No one person specifically stood out amongst the crowd.

Falco continued speaking in a patronizing tone. "Now then, since you obviously lack the ability to pick up on simple details, I will repeat what Deathdrinker has already stated and tell you that my name is Falco Leahcim. Care to tell us your name?"

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It took Drisk several seconds to respond. He had a stunned expression on his face, the affect that Deathdrinker's news of being on a new world had on him. When he eventually dealt with the knowledge, an anger grew inside him at this Falco person who mocked him. Suppresing the urge to shoot him in the face, Drisk said as calmly as possible (though with still a hint of anger) "my name is Drisk Kayne. I'm from a world called Arkoris. It's not a good idea to piss me off-" Drisk was cut short as his stomach growled audibly, loud enough to drown out his voice. Well great, so much for showing what a monster I am. I'm sure this world has the same policy toward omnishifters as my own. But as long as I'm distant and angry enough, no one will discover what I am.

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"Welcome back Keladry," the Greeter said warmly, offering his hand to the woman whom had just come through the Nexus before nodding a greeting to the large feline that stood casually at her side, "and you as well, Eango." She and her companion had been traveling back and forth to the temple for a good three years now, so it was not surprising that most, if not all, of the temple Greeters knew who they were. "Do you have any currency to exchange?"

Kel smiled and grasped the man's hand firmly in a quick handshake. "Yes," she said courteously and handed him a small pouch of gold coins, while her Ahalad-Kaaslane merely flicked his long tail. It wasn't exactly a fond greeting from the large cougar, but at least he had shown a little difference this time. Sadly, it was an improvement. Pumas weren't exactly the most social animals to begin with, and Eango didn't particularly like anyone other than Kel, not even other Blessed pairs.

After being handed the appropriate amount back the two headed off into the city. Eango edged closer to his human counterpart's side to the point that his shoulder rubbed against her thigh as they walked together. Unconsciously she placed a hand on his back in a soothing manner, feeling his anxiety at being in Aeolida once again. "It is the Blessed Lady's will for us to travel here," she reminded him as they continued on their way into Middle City.

A powerfully sharp, predatory voice entered her mind -Eango's voice- and stated a simple "Yes." And after that the cat calmed down considerably. They both knew well enough that the Amiya would not bid them to leave Kodu Riik if it were not for the betterment of the land and its people. The goddess loved and protected all of Her children and they were extensions of her will.

At last they came to the Dragonfly Inn; it was Kel's favorite place to stay when stuck in Aeolida. She entered and strode directly to the bar. The middle-aged tender behind it smiled at her approach. "Kel, you're back!" he exclaimed and vaulted himself over the bar and then scooped her up into a hug, ignoring the low growl that emitted from Eango, "I was starting to get worried about you, saying you'd be back in a few days and then not showing up for weeks." The two had become good friends since the first time she had walked through the door. He'd taught her a lot about Aeolida and she had some interesting stories of her own.

"Eango and I decided to stay home for a little while longer," she explained after wrenching herself from his grip, "But obviously we're back now."

"Oh... and how are you ol' boy?" he said bringing his hand down to pat the two hundred pound cat on the head, only to be stopped dead in his tracks when Eango bared his impressive teeth in warning. He retracted his hand. "Right... well I'll scrounge you two up something and then maybe we can chat after everything in here dies down a little," he offered and then disappeared into the kitchen. Keladry shook her head a little in amusement and then sat down at a nearby empty table. Her Ahalad-Kaaslane took up his normal position stretched out on the floor by her side and, in that protective way of his, kept a discrete eye open to watch the people around his Ahalad-Kaaslane.

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Falco grinned ever so slightly. He had found a nerve. "Drisk Kayne, was it? You seem so surprised to learn you are on another world. Perhaps you should have had a little patience and spoke to one of the Greeters before rushing out into the city. You seem to have a bit of culture shock. Maybe you should take the time to learn a little bit about this world. Ask that woman over there with the beast, see seems to be a resident. Besides, with that large cat following her around, I am sure she is already used to the purring," Falco said with a smirk, gesturing at Drisk's stomach.

Falco then turned his attention to Deathdrinker, all semblance of his grin forsaken for a very serious expression. "I would like to speak to you in private, Deathdrinker. It is very advantageous that we have met once again. I have another reason as to why I am here in Aeolida, one best not spoken in front of strangers."

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Lander was propelled through the air and hit the cold stone of the temple floor. The first thing he noticed was that there was no longer any shooting or shouting. He heard several different voices speaking as he managed to pick himself up. He was covered in sand and dust from the desert, but the air here had suddenly become cool. He looked around and blinked. He was in a temple like the one he had been in before, except for being in ruins it looked whole and well-maintained. Then he saw something coming towards him, a large, insect-like winged creature. What the hell...I must be dying. That's it, he'd been shot and he was lying on the ground, delusional, as the blood drained from his body. It would all end in a few minutes.

Then the creature spoke in a language much like his own, except for a few words and phrases that he couldn't understand, but he got the gist of what was being said. "Welcome to Aeolida! This is very exciting, you see, no one has ever come out of that particular Nexus before. We thought it a dead world. You must tell us everything about it!"

"Come again?" Lander replied. This must be some delusion, or maybe he was already dead.

"Oh, I am sorry," the creature said, "Newcomers unfamiliar with the material plane are often confused, at first. To put it simply, you are on another world."

Lander didn't know what to say, so he shrugged and just decided to go with the delusion, or whatever it was. Soon he would wake up, or die, or something. The large winged creature beckoned him to follow, and led him to a huge building which turned out to be a library. He was led into a room where a scribe was writing things in a large book, and they asked him several questions about the geography and history of Lyra, which he answered to the best of his ability.

"Any questions of your own?" the insect-person said when they were done.

"Yeah, when do I get to wake up?"

The greeter shook his many-eyed head. "You still do not seem to understand. No matter, you will see for yourself."

They handed him some kind of credit as 'payment' for his knowledge and led him out the door, fervently telling him to enjoy his stay in...Aeolida...or something.

Maybe this is heaven, he thought. Or maybe it's hell. At least it's better than having a bullet in your brain. He walked off to explore the vast city.

There were many strange inhabitants in this world, stranger than the deepest, darkest parts of Lyra. He soon found himself standing outside of an inn with a picture of a dragonfly on the front. He walked in and sat down at the bar. Looking at the other residents, and noticed a woman wearing a sword sitting at a table, dressed as though she was from the middle ages. At her side was a very fearsome looking big cat.

"I really need a drink," Lander said to the bartender when he arrived from out of the kitchen.

Drisk followed Falco's advice and walked up to the woman with the creature. It was an odd creature, and its fur and claws reminded Drisk of his berserker form, except for the creature's fur color and the fact that it appeared to be a quadruped, not a biped. It did look just as ready to kill as Drisk did in his berserker form, and so he made a mental note to himself to not make that thing angry.

Maintaning the cold, slightly angry voice he'd used when talking to Falco, Drisk said "this is my first time being on this.... what was it, another world? Anyway, the guy over there" Drisk pointed to Falco, "suggested I ask you about it, because you seem like you've been here awhile. What is this place like?" There Drisk stopped for a second as he remembered Arkoris, where there were over fifty crimes that resulted in the death penalty, where people like him were killed without benefit of trial or warning. "How strict are the laws around here?"

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"Kanu shuwem zachen shya nao kiart arsaiash, niazhue?!" A forlorn complaint echoed in the Nexus structure on Haenayr. This particular structure was the only one left that was more or less wholly intact and enclosed. It also contained the highest concentration of Yaksa wardens than anywhere else on the planet. Their job was to maintain the sanctity of the temple compound that had been on the planet for longer than any Fey could remember and to make sure that any undesirables were kept from crossing. They also served an unofficial capacity of discouraging anyone from the other side from leaving the compound.

"You know I won’t answer you if you speak that language on these expeditions," came a heavily accented and rather stern reply. "Even if we haven’t even crossed the Threshold yet."

"Why we are once again going to here?" Yoshe repeated her first question in the common tongue that all wardens had been forced to learn upon the Nexus’ activation and subsequent visitors from other worlds. Sadly, her command of the language was far behind that of her peers, and her accent was far less intelligible than the one that had answered her.
"Because we are the group of wardens who have been chosen to explore the other side of the Nexus for the safety of our own world," was the school teacher-esque explanation from the expedition leader, Kokenshiu. Clearly, this was an explanation that had been given many times.

Yoshe emitted a long, defeated sigh. She was very well aware of what her duty was. She just hated to leave home. Stealing one last glance out the crumbling archway to the forests just beyond the temple compound, Yoshe turned toward the Nexus and followed her party through. The all-too familiar sensation that could only be described as losing one’s solidity enveloped her, then there was a vague sense of velocity for several seconds, and then she appeared in the Nexus structure on Aeolida.
Several Greeters were waiting; this was an expected arrival. One of the Greeters stepped forward and took a small, polite bow.

"Welcome back, Yaksa Wardens," the man said as he straightened. "The currency that your courier brought through yesterday has been exchanged and all your accommodations have been taken care of. The currency is waiting for you at your hotel in Middle City." He bowed again. "Is there anything else we can help you with?" Kokenshiu ceremoniously declined the offer of further service, then gestured to the four other wardens to follow him.

It was always impressive to Yoshe how much taller these human creatures were than her own kind. She stood only to the chest of most of the males. That difference in stature made Yoshe far more appreciative of her ability to fly, which most of the creatures that came to Aeolida seemed to lack, strangely.

It was also odd how some of the other ‘guests’ that were not accustomed to seeing any kind of Fey would stare at Yoshe and the other female Yaksa in their party, Shinkei, usually with an odd sort of leering that made Yoshe uncomfortable in her own skin, which was typically quite visible. She’d once heard a female scold her male companion for "eyeballing the scantily-clad midgets with wings", whatever that meant.

The ‘accommodations’ that had been arranged in advance by a courier consisted of a temporary rental of a room for the five Yaksa until Kokenshiu could decide what each of the five’s tasks would be over the next few days. A new meeting place would be decided upon; preferably outside of the city, which made the Yaksa less than comfortable. They preferred green forests. When Yoshe asked which place would be hosting them, Kokenshiu replied that it would be the same tavern that they’d stayed in on their last visit, the one with the picture that vaguely resembled a four-winged insect on Haenayr.

The five Yaksa flew over the heads of the pedestrians on ground level–they’d learned from a rather serious set of injuries that trying to fly where the hovering machines were up above could be quite hazardous. Down at ground level, they were more or less unimpeded and not in any danger of a high speed collision. Hence, they made good time to the tavern with insect picture. Yoshe had yet to force herself to learn to read the language of this world, so the scratchy symbols beneath the picture were quite meaningless to her.

The five fluttered down to the ground and entered the tavern on foot so as not to upset anyone inside. Somehow, land-bound creatures were easily startled when things that could fly did as was there nature, especially near entryways such as this one. Inside, Yoshe quickly took stock of the creatures that were present this time. Most of them were the human creatures that were the most common. One was a beast, quite large even by the standards of Haenayr, who sat at the feet of a female. Also near the female was a male who’s bearing was that of a beast who feared he may be cornered at any time. Another male was nearby. This one was covered in dust and looked somewhat confused.

Overcome by curiosity, Yoshe said over her shoulder to Kokenshiu, "Tothe ishe kerai," (‘Be right back’) then hopped into the air and slowly fluttered over to land behind the one man who seemed to be waiting for something to attack him at any moment. Keeping a distance, Yoshe leaned forward and starting inspecting the man. There was a kind of magic around him that she could sense, but couldn’t place.

Finished with her somewhat conspicuous inspection of the man, she gracefully hopped around him and leaned down to look at the large feline, still careful to not get too close. The beast was inspecting her, as well, and Yoshe could sense that it wasn’t in the best mood for being stared at.
With innocent curiosity all over her face, Yoshe looked up at the woman at whose feet the beast sat. "This one yours is?" She asked, still bent over.

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