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Angarak's Fall. Not anywhere near where Aria had expected herself to be at the moment, she longed for the shining city of Jerichus and all of the splendor that it brought. She was sure that Lana would be worried about her but she was determined to get back to Jerichus eventually. She just had to find someone that was brave or crazy enough to cross the Sun Road now that it was completely buried under sand. She thought about the circumstances that brought her here and grit her teeth angrily.
It started when she opened a letter from an incredibly wealthy patron who had visited the Diamond of the Mountain a few months ago and fell in love with the girls. He had bragged about how he basically owned most of Coras and said he would get the brothel delivered to him for his birthday. When Lana asked who wanted to travel to Coras to perform for the man's birthday Aria was the first to volunteer. The giant prison turned palace that had been etched into the mountain? Of course she wanted to go. Maybe it was her sense of adventure or maybe it was her upbringing as a slave but she longed to leave Jerichus for a bit and see more of the princedom.
Aria remembered how Lana had pulled each one of them aside the night before and asked them if they were sure if they wanted to leave for Coras, stating how badly the traveling conditions were and that she personally didn't like the attitude of the patron. She was still kicking herself for saying yes, if she hadn't agreed to the ridiculous performance she wouldn't be standing in Angarak's Fall right now. The raven haired beauty brushed some hair behind her hair as she continued to trek through the shielded town.
Aria shivered as she remembered the night that it happened. She was in the roomy caravan along with four other girls, they were laughing and joking amongst themselves all ignorant as to what was about to happen. She remembered how Nadia was trying to show everyone how to tie a cherry stem with their tongues and the rest of them were laughing at her silliness. Aria sighed and wrapped her arms around herself as she remembered her friends. It came at them faster than they could react. Their caravan was tossed aside like a toy, it rolled a few times before finally setting down for a bit.
She could see that Sameh's body was already contorted in an unnatural shape and her survival instinct instantly kicked in. She had to get out of the caravan before she was crushed to death. She ran to the back before another gust of wind tossed the vehicle again. She slammed against the roof of the car and grabbed onto Zafira, telling her not to let go of her hand. She held onto her friend for dear life and waited until the caravan smacked against the ground again. It stopped and with that they could see that the window had broken open. The vehicle was almost caved in on itself already, if they spent anymore time in there they would become part of a macabre human and wood tumble weed.
She yelled at Zafira to stay behind her no matter what and Aria quickly forced herself through the window, she could feel her silk dress get ripped from the shards of glass but she didn't care. She fell out onto the sand and felt the golden bits of rock smack against her skin repeatedly, it felt like being stung by an entire swarm of hornets and she screamed but she knew the chances of living out there were better than being crushed to death inside a car. She saw Zafira squeeze her top half out of the window and Aria held out her hands when another gust of wind knocked her down giving her a face full of sand. When she looked up the caravan was completely gone and Zafira was as well.
Aria slammed her eyes shut and yelled out for Zafira but she didn't hear anything and knew that all hope was lost for her friends. She had to worry about herself now. They had just left Myros two days ago and were completely stocked for the rest of the journey. She had to get to the nearest town or die in the sandstorm that did not seem to be letting up. Her hair was whipping around her face and she could feel sand smacking against her face. In an instant her body reacted, as if the curse she harbored was looking out for itself and didn't want its vessel to be destroyed. Aria felt energy being drained from her and a fog start to roll around her, a pressurized dome of air surrounded her and she fell to her knees. Looking up she could see sand smacking against the shield of air she had formed around herself.
The woman coughed out sand from her mouth and inhaled deeply before staring at her hands which were glowing a white color. She knew that the closest town was Angarak's Fall and that it should just be further south. She walked forward, moving the dome of air with her to shield her from the unrelenting sandstorm. After several hours she managed to get to the shielded town and all but collapsed as soon as she reached safety. She could see several people had also barely managed to outrace the storm and a small squatters camp was already forming. She looked around for Zafira but after an hour of constantly asking for her she knew that her friend was lost.
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It seemed as if all of that had happened a lifetime ago now, Aria was trying to get some sort of semblance of normalcy back into her life. She was wearing a royal purple silk dress and had on her best jewelry, well that she had brought with her to go to Coras in her small traveling bag. Aria had to find someone willing to go to Jerichus or at least to a town not as ravaged with refugees. The woman had already tried asking several men to take her but the minute they found out she wanted to travel through the sandstorm ravaged Sun Road they would run off.
She stopped right in front of a tavern and looked up at the sign. The Sapphire Dragon? Well, she more of a fan of diamonds and garnet than she was sapphire but any precious gems reminded her of home and she thought she'd go in and see if she could find anyone to help her out. The stormsinger walked forward, grasping the handle of the door and letting herself in. She was bombarded with a rather unpleasant scent and the sight of a very crowded tavern. The owners must have been happy for the extra business...
Aria moved forward, weaving in and out of the throughs of people. She saw what appeared to be a giant and her eyes widened, well the storm sure had brought in quite a few number of unusual people. She watched as a girl was elbowed by the giant and spilled wine all over a wealthy looking Ithuri. Her eyes glinted brightly and she quickly maneuvered over to the group. The temptress glanced between the giant and the Ithuri, thinking up of a way to get in between them all.
She looked over at the stressed looking waitress with a goddy haircut and smiled happily. Aria tied up her hair quickly and then moved right next to the waitress, gently bumping her away with her hip. "I am oh so sorry gentlemen. Please excuse my fellow employee, she's new here and isn't really old enough to know how to properly pour wine."
She explained in a very professional tone, the only person that was on to her was probably the confused looking waitress. "Don't worry not only will we replace your wine,"
Aria stated as she reached over and snatched a near full bottle of wine from the young girl in front of her and expertly poured the drink into the wine glass. She knew how to serve drinks, having done it a countless number of times for many of the high rollers at the brothel.
Aria took a sip of the drink as she looked up and smiled at the giant and the waitress as she maneuvered herself in front of the Ithuri "But we'll also include a free meal as well. Right sweety?"
Arai asked the actual waitress before sitting in the seat directly across from the Ithuri and placed the wine back in front of the Ithuri. She'd dealt with Ithuri before, big egos and usually racist - although their prejudice never did seem to make them any less likely to visit the brothel.
"You can just mail us the bill for those robes, we here at the Ruby Dragon strive to provide the utmost satisfaction."
Aria quipped before flashing an amused smile. There's no way that an Ithuri was living in Angarak's Fall, especially not someone dressed in such wealthy garb. Nor would it stay for long, Ithuri outside of their home country were almost always touring the entire princedom to get a sense of what humanity was like or traveling merchants peddling luxury products. If anyone was her ticket out of here it was probably the fellow right in front of her.