Elemomni Colony(Elementian Empire)

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Elemomni





It is here that the five true nations of Elementia,
Our mother world, meet in unison under one banner, Elemomni.

One Hundred foot high walls of thick, Dwarven crafted stone, re-enforced with Elementian-Steel that has the strength and durability of mithril surround the city. Ten meter tall, bridged sentry towers manned at all times, line the walls at 40 meter intervals, trading shifts once every twelve hours with another file of Elite Civilian Soldiers that both constantly observe the land, and man cannons of Elvish make that line the ramparts; some of them powered by the nigh infernal flames of pyromancers, others by water benders. Each district has its own main gate forged from the famous Elementian steel Forges. Gate A leads into District Wateria named after Typhoon, the Elemental God of Water. Gate B leads into District Fira, named for S`hevner the Elemental God of Fire. Gate C, otherwise known as Gaia, leads to Earthron, named for the Elemental Goddess of Earth, and last but not least Gate D known as Eshe, after the Elemental Goddess of Air leads to the District of Aeros. All four districts surround and connect with the central district of Elos. Each District unique to the other, but all united in the octogonian offspring Kingdom of Elemomni.


Wateria
A district of merchants an inns, where many commoners and foreigners go to seek their fortune selling weapons, jewelry, spices, apparel and more. Stalls and tents line the streets, outnumbering the inns two to one. Blue banners of the finest make whip in the wandering wind over the walk-ways, bearing the Oroborous symbol in homage Elos. Many civilian homes also populate this district; ranging from farmers, to merchants, to even the district Jarl, whoever that might be at the time. A well trained Civilian Police presence regularly patrols the region with several barracks dotting the area in effort to dishearten thieves who may attempt to prey upon any resident or patron with coin. Shatter proof glass columns continuously pump flowing streams of highly pressurized water throughout the district providing irrigation, sewage, an even water for house hold usage. This network also provides for the rest of Elemomni; from the farms in Earthron and to the Mines of Fira.
Wateria partially got its name due to the vast aquifer beneath this part of the city, but also due to the fact that the main purification plant resides just above it in the undercity. Water benders and manipulators keep the Dwarven systems tuned and perpetual as they were meant to be, and train for years just to work in this most coveted, well-guarded, and well-paid of positions.


Fira
This district is one of the more unique regions of Elemomni, due to being semi-cut off from the others by a thick, dual chambered wall filled with well-guarded doorways big enough to accommodate large vehicles. Science, logic, and hard work are the credo of this district. One notices upon entering Fira that the air is quite heavy, thicker even… though well circulated by a filtration system worked by Air benders and manipulators in the Aero main control center. A complex network of fans continuously pump the pollution from the air and take it through a web of insulated pipes, filtrating and then returning it to the surface via louvered ventilation ducts mounted on posts throughout the district. An immense triple layered, transparent shield covers the entirety of Fira in order to keep the pollution, and even noise, from spreading to the other districts; everything is recycled, nothing wasted. There are three major mines with each one possessing unique ores and precious gems as well as general building supplies, then there are the fabled recreations of the Burning Land's of Elementia forges where the citizens of the district craft swords, firearms and all sorts of unique weapons and armor. Fifty foot tall towers belch pollution from the forges alongside rows and rows of similar stacks from immense factories that shape and make everything from building materials to weaponry, to certain types of household goods. It is however, the smiths that ultimately craft everything. Blacksmiths, Gunsmiths, Whitesmiths, Stonemasons and the like line walk-ways hosting red banners promoting the Oroborous seal above each opening. Homes, Taverns and barracks for miners and other workers also take up space throughout the district, and like Wateria a home in honor of the Jarl of the time.
Fira can be considered the heart of the kingdom’s wealth and production.



Earthron
A vast, and supremely calming presence pervades the district as soon as one enters, as if Gaia herself is constantly present. It is hard to miss the huge statues in the likeness of Gaia, the Goddess of Earth at either end and just taller than the dividing walls themselves; A giant Tyrannosaurus Rex of stone and crystal with a protruding horn above her nose and eyes crafted from what seem to be crude diamonds. Temples dot the landscape throughout the district with the sigils of each god or goddess they represent in front of them. The temple of Typhoon, the Water God rises in a square of solid blue marble surrounded by many columns of thick, reinforced glass shaped to look like ice with a giant sea serpent of crystal the color of water in front of the shrine in a huge fountain that perpetually showers water over his form. The temple dedicated to S`hevner, the God of Fire, is a massive structure shaped from what seems to be riveted iron and cobblestone with columns of the same robust glass as the others, but colored and fashioned into tridents of flame. A third temple far more simple and not as large as the rest, rises in pure stone, with carpets of grass and flowers, and columns shaped from stone in the form of fists with a miniature representation of Gaia in each. A fourth and final temple, more lavish than the rest, hovers above the ground via columns of conjured air. Pink marble steps lead to incredibly ornate temple doors of precious metals and gems, framed by solid pink marble. Supple curves and spires flow over the top of the temple like a crown in various hues of pink and gold. The temple is a testament to the Lady Eshe's beauty and her obsession with it. The inside is even more of a sight to behold, with fountains, and ponds, and flowers everywhere, with even birds singing day and sometimes night as a visage of a young, nearly nude, achingly beautiful woman stands in the dead center of the temple.
All but Infra's and Rahama's temples reside in Earthron.
Infra's temple resides in the heart of the Kingdom, within Elos. Rahama's worship is forbidden due to the belief that he is the source of all evil in Elementia.




Aeros

District Aeros can be said to be one of the most unusual and elegant regions of Elemomni, for it is a city borne by the air itself. Elegant tall spires of cream colored flagstone beset with blue roofs resting on conjured clouds and pockets of dimensional instability, where even small islands float amongst them. Nobody really walks from building to building in Aeros. Many long walkways of moving, conjured air move people back and forth between buildings as well as the availability of lighter than air travel. Each building also has its own portal network for the most expedient travel between locations and even between other districts of Elemomni. Gold flags with the Oroborous sigil flutter atop each spire of the Great University of the Magickal Arts in honor of the balance that makes all. Students come from all over the kingdom and lands a far to learn from the great magisters, and many of them continue to live and work in the districts of Elemomni after they graduate.

The land below is almost unusual, for it was the original mine that built the city and has now been terraced for farming and sectioned off for the training of the Civilian police with many training grounds, fortifications and barracks. Groves of trees are everywhere along with every kind of food you can imagine, while in other sections there are grassy fields for the various kinds of animals needed to feed and care for the denizens of Elemomni. Lifts and conveyors purvey the day’s pickings to the teleport system for transportation to the districts of the city for delivery. Some terraced sections are actually stacked on top of each other with pillars to support them.  Aeros and the hinterlands truly is a masterpiece of Dwarven engineering.



Elos

The very heart and soul of the city, Elos stands above the rest, surrounded by vast gardens dedicated to each of the other four elements and respective districts, with flora from all over the kingdom and various sub-shrines. Every major gate in the city has a tie here, forming a nexus point known as The Path Of Lights; a whirling orb of all colors and none upon a massive dais of iridescent marble and precious metals. Three roads diverge from this point, one to the judicial branch, one to the legislative branch, and the main road leading to the palace itself. Homes of the Lords and Ladies of Court strategically dot the landscape around a massive palace, temple, and library complex covered in thousands of thin spires and many crystalline domes. All is white stone, gilded with tri-color gold, and mithril, and platinum ornamentation… so white it shines almost like living snow. Each dome radiates different colored energies, depending on placement, that combine to form the great shield of iridescent energy all colors and none that protects the entirety of Elemomni in an impenetrable barrier against all who would come to do harm.

The Main offices of the judicial branch, The Primus Curia, open to the left of The Path of Lights; an almost austere, but none the less impressive building with ponderously huge marble columns around the entire edifice, supporting a huge green crystal dome. One must walk beneath a gigantic marble statue of Justicia Herself, a blindfolded angelic with wings spread wide, who holds the Scales Justice, in order to enter or leave the Primus Curia. Both sub-branches of the judicial branch connect to either side of this grand building as if they have always been there, a part of everything, and united in cause and purpose; the Verietate Concordia with blue dome under the left wing, and the Vox Populi with gold dome under Justicia’s right wing. One cannot help but feel dwarfed and humbled…

The great building of the Council of Facultas simply has no way to be missed on the right hand of The Path Of Lights. Parliament, as it is commonly called, sits behind a grand fountain with statues representing all of the five elements and their respective patrons. Cleverly crafted glass and multi-colored crystal create sprays of light and water play amidst the delicate songs of the spheres and the unity of the gods and goddesses. Five paths A great silver marble building lies behind, surrounded by multitudes of finely crafted and reinforced glass columns built to represent all of the five elements, Earth, Air, Fire, Water, and Aether. Five paths, each constructed of the corresponding elemental crystal, lead through the fountain. One each of Emerald, Diamond, Ruby, Sapphire, and Topaz, respective to each element, blending into one path before two great jade doors featuring the dragons of the balance itself.

The next progression along the Path Of Lights leads one to a most unusual edifice… both there, and not there, solid, yet not, and made almost completely of light and crystal. To enter Infra’s domain one must pass through the mouth of a giant, transparent, glowing crystal dragon into what lies beyond… The very world around all who so do tends to warp and fold and become swallowed in light and peace and an almost impossible, yet subtle strength. Light becomes solid, solidity becomes light and formlessness. She is ever present and endless. All who enter both see, and are seen from every angle, as She so desires. If she finds you worthy or you have been called to the palace, Infra will open the way, depositing you in the main palace grounds quite suddenly, but only then.

A Sign reads
Palace Grounds Currently Closed For Remodeling

[Swift]

Nikole quickly followed behind the Prince, not saying a word as she followed. Giving slight nods to the guards she passed by, yet staying by his side. Once they entered the castle, and soon to his study. Nikole would stop at the door and blink as she gazed for any sign of intruders. In which she found none. Nikole gave a slight fake smile to the Prince and bowed her head. "I shall leave you to your studies, Prince Shirikai." Once this was said, Nikole shifted to shut the door then stand guard outside the room. Finally releasing a heavy sigh.

As the warrior stood there, back straight and right hand upon the hilt of her blade. And a now small frown upon her lips. Nikole was tired. She had this job for five years and was going no where. The prince was nice to speak to, but it was a tiring job. Spending nearly all her hours watching him and signs for threats. Only time she got break was when the night guard came to take over shift. Giving her time to finally eat, shower then sleep. Then eat once more before showing to the princes room before dawn. There was no time for leaisure. It was time enough to sleep. She had no days off, and frankly Nikole was getting tired. But for five years had she done this. She'd of thought she would be use to it by now.. Clearly she was not. As she stood there, stretching slightly then back in position. Muffling yawns and frowning when no one looked. At least the Prince was not that bad and the pay was good.

[Shirikai]

Shirikai walked toward his desk that lay by the window and as he came around one side of the desk he held up his hand to the three tilted candelabra the three candle wiks then lit with small flames he came around and pulled out his chair and say down he looked to his desk which had been littered by papers that to a normal person looked like nonsense but to Shirikai was a couple years of research. But what confused him was a letter that stuck out and was laying on top of everything. He reached up and grabbed it he studied it and saw nothing really wrong with it. But as a precaution he tossed the letter a bit away and he used his connection with the earth element to create two small hands that grabbed the letter. A third hand was created and it tore the top open and as it did a cloud of white smoke came out.

As he saw this he sighed as he knew it was another attempt before the white smoke could even reach the ground the hands quickly created a dome that covered both the letter and smoke and a small hole was created at the top and Shirikai created a small ball of fire and tossed it into the hole and as it went in the hole was covered up and a small muffled explosion could be heard coming from it.

The dome quickly returned back to the ground where it last resided and all that was left was a couple of embers and ashes. Shirikai would sometime receive these letters from different people who didn't like his father. Four years ago he was actually exposed to this type of poison but luckily one of the people who work under his father knew how to cure it. Shirikai would have to deal with these every so often but most of the time it was a servant who snuck into his room by lifting a key off of one of the guards who was allowed to patrol this room.

[Swift]

Nikole stood there in boredom till she felt a little quake from the earth magic, quickly dos she enter the room to see in time of the explosion. Causing her to flinch before moving over to the Prince with worry. "Forgive me Prince. I should of noticed the threat earlier. Please forgive me. Are you injured? Are you ok?" Nikole had a frown upon her lips and asked in a rushed manor, a little worried about the Prince. But after he should explain everything was alright. Nikole would give a small bow and a heavy sigh. Shifting away and to search the room some more for any signs of threats..

After a little while of searching, Nikole came across red wood shaft with the head looking like it was crafted to be a mushroom top. Which she had never saw before, but knew it was nasty and some women often used it.. She never had. Her finger reached out to poke it before looking around with confusion. Wondering if it was the Princes or not. Either way, if any was to see it. They would think the Prince and be trouble for the young lord. What was she to do with it?! After looking around nervously. Nikole picked it up by the base and a look of disgust before looking around some more. Shifting to the study's bathroom while trying not to be seen with it so she could turn water on and freeze it, expand it then destroy it to tiny pieces before attempting to wash the small peices away. Once done, she walked out of the bathroom and towards the Prince. To check on him and stand by his side once more.

[Shirikai]

Looked to Nikole who had come in after hearing the explosion he caused and he shook his head. "It is alright I'm unharmed it was just another death threat from someone I'll have the guards find out who left it here later. Shirikai said as he looked at the ashes in which the the letter once was and he noticed Nikole had walked off and was acting strange and thought maybe the poison this time was a hallucinogenic drug and she must have been imagining things.

"This is my life and I've grown quite accustomed to it horrible as it may be." Shirikai said he stood up and looked at his research that was piled up on his desk before gathering it all up and went over to a bookshelf and pulled a book which parted the shelfs to reveal a secret compartment. Since whoever placed the letter on his desk they must have gotten a look at his notes and he can't allow anyone to spread it around. Their was a couple of things in the compartment such as crystals and such. He closed the compartment and it looked like the shelf wasn't disturbed in the first place he put his hand to his chin and thought about he should deal with the intruder most likely he'll have to make them disappear and find out everything about them maybe he would have to silence whoever was close to them.

[Galvery]

[i

]From the skies ripped open a tear between dimensions that of folded space to form a wormhole, which unleashes a devastating barrage of meteorites that would crash into buildings, houses and the roads themselves. Each one would hit with the force of a missile, erupting into concussive force that could blow even the hardiest of Drilpi-Cordziz off their feet an into the air. Fortunately what takes the most damage is the more industrial towers and etc, but they are reinforced so damage is medium. The houses if any residency is struck are blown apart basically by the force of impact, killing gods know who. At best maybe twenty meteors hit the Elemomni Colony, but if one inspects these things closer they would see the objects are more like cocoons.[/i]

[Swift]

Nikole shifted to go stand beside that of the window as the Prince moved over to open a secret compartment and place his papers in. Sighing softly, yet.. As she stared out the window. The woman would freeze and blink as that of things began to fall from the sky. "Fuck." That was all she said as Nikole kicked in. Running to the Prince, to grasp and push him down to a crouch. Her form going over him and air forming in a barrier around them. "Form a earth barrier now!" As she kept the air right around them, feeling oxygen inside that of her barrier. Nikole could hear the pounding of the meterers and screams of the people. She had wished she could help them, but her job was to protect the Prince.

Once the small quakes dies down and the projectiles stop. Nikole would undo the barrier, "Ok. Let us out." Once he did, Nikole went to the broke window and gazed in horror to the damage to the city. Listening to screams and cries, to soldiers running around to help the people. "My Prince.. I know my job is to protect you. And I know you do not like the people. But they are in need. Look. And decide what you wish to do."

[Shirikai]

Shirikai heard a strange sounds that came from outside and before he knew it he was brought to a crouching portion and quakes began to hit. Nikole told him to form a barrier around them to which he was beginning and soon the ground beneath them began to form around them like snake swallowing its prey. The barrier was made to be very thick as to not be destroyed very easily and soon the quakes ended and he lowered the earth barrier and he soon saw his book and some shelf had fallen and created a massive mess to which he sighed. When Nikole called for him and wished to help the people who must be in fire need of help. He looked out the window with a straight face and saw many building had fallen and black smoke clouds began to form in the distance.

He looked to Nikole and spoke with a serious tone. "My soon to be kingdom has been damaged by something fix it." Shirikai stated as he then turned back around and walked back into his study and walked into a separate room which shown a mannequin with Shirikai's armor. He smiled as he finally gets to enjoy destroying whatever broke his kingdom. He held out his hand and a large fireball formed. "This is going to be fun."

[Wadahlii]

The wizened little man atop the lumbering tortoise had brought cheer to the children he passed, his ancient face a smiling fruit left too long to dry in the sun before being propped atop a bundle of blue and red swaddling. Alongside the plodding steed they ran, brushing fingertips along the edge of its massive shell or daring a touch of its leathery hide before their nerve gave way to fits of giggles and they retreated to gossip among themselves, so much like a tiny flock of chickbirds disturbed by some anomaly before returning to their perches in a chattering swarm. Hohda Wadhalii let his mind wander as they dispersed, to the brand of thoughts that could often warm a man's heart as surely as any hearth: the untainted joy of children at play, the perpetual happiness of dogs, and how lovely a cool drink of wine was on a hot day. The Freiherr Concilium was not left to tarry in his musings overlong.

Above him, skies worthy of an artist's canvas was rent, and replaced by those more fitting for a warlord's wet dream. An unnatural, gaping maw lingered above Elemomni where moments ago plump clouds had drifted carelessly. The barrage began without further heralding, dark objects streaking down from above to cleave mercilessly into the exposed belly of the city. Brickwork shattered into ricocheting debris as infused magic dissipated wildly in arcs of electricity and gouts of flame, clouds of dust and smoke boiled up from impact craters as deep as a man where moments before families had feasted, citizens had lived. Now, there was only pandemonium. The vague outlines of people moved in the wreckage, nightmarish parodies of themselves, painted in blood and soot with limbs bent and unnatural angles or missing altogether. It was this moment that Hohda realized he was experiencing shock, his ears deaf to all but an intense ringing, his eyes subject to slight after images as he whipped them across the scene unfurling around him. A moment of focus, his eyes closed. Ringing was replaced with screaming, and he became aware of warmth on one side of his face. He touched the spot gingerly, and the nerves flared to life. A small portion of his ear had been sliced off. Hohda Wadahlii opened his eyes, clearly, and began to take in his surroundings properly. Several yards down what had been the street, now a wavy band of cobblestones, within a crater one of the projectiles lay with its upper half exposed to the air, an over sized ember glowing with heat.

[Verina]

Her gardens were a thing of tranquil beauty. She'd turned the space into a miniature bamboo forest with various little clearings ringed with a rainbow of flowers that also encircled various small water features which added to the birdsong, and distant city sounds, with the burbling of water. At the very center was a little rock garden where Verisa would meditate when she couldn't somehow sneak away, or when her day had been stressful, and she couldn't afford to lose her temper at the wrong time. Today, it was the latter reasoning. Her clothes were different than what she wore when she was attending to her duties, consisting of soft cotton dyed in earthy tones that fit her form loosely, and the Dupatta she was almost never without in public was missing, leaving her long, auburn tinted dark brown hair hanging freely about her shoulders. Verina had barely settled into a deep meditation, sitting upon the largest of the boulders in the garden when the serenity that surrounded her was broken by sounds of destruction, screams of fear, and the smell of burning. The first thought that had entered her head had been that some outside force had begun a siege upon the city. Her body was in motion before she'd even registered the need to open her eyes.

[Swift]

Nikole tilted her gaze back at the Prince after having heard his orders. This made her give a nod, a little happy that he had allowed her to do so. Though her expression turned to one of a serious tone, shifting to follow the Prince. Then gaze at his armor before moving to stand in the hall, knowing guards rushed about to the city to help and to guard the house. "Prince. I am not going anywhere without you. Suit up quickly. They need us and I can not move fallen homes from trapped people."

Once the Prince had his armor on, she would motion him to come. Nearly jogging down the hall and down the stairs. Towards the main gates and towards the damage. A closer look to the damage, blood spots painted the pavement. Guards worked on moving things by hand since most had no powers and people where being grabbed and carried to the castle grounds. The wounded there so healers could help them. Even women and children made their way there as others helped others. Right away did Nikole use the wind, moving her hands to put out flames. Her eyes keeping on the prince as she moved closer to where a boulder hit, helping any up and sending them off with another. Slowly but surely placing out flames with wind and water. Yet, as she came up upon a collapsed home. The woman heard a cry, a child. "Prince! I need your help over here!" Placing the fire out was easy, but as she shifted to try to lift some of the wreckage with wind. She had to stop as she risked taking air from the crying child underneath.

[Shirikai]

Shirikai suited up in his armor and as he did two fire balls formed over his shoulders as per what Shirikai created they. He would grab his ashen mask that seemed unsettling to other people. He turned and followed Nikole down into town his mask showing an emotionless face but underneath he was smiling. When they arrived in town and he saw the blood that covered it's streets his fist tightened as he did not like whoever did this and in such an unplanned manner.

When he heard the crying child he looked at the collapsed building and sighed before Nikole would speak to him he stomped his foot and as he did a hole formed underneath the building and some wreckage fell and he stood straight and held out his hand and as he did a small mound formed and split opened to reveal a coughing child. "Here he's safe. Can he walk?" Shirikai asked as he knew nothing about first aid.

[Adonil Thandril]

Adonil moved out of the district of Aeros, clad in what appeared to be the robes of a traveler, glancing now and then over his shoulder to keep an eye out for his guards. Sighing in relief that his people had been given the slip, the Male turned his green eyed gaze forward, lifting the hood of the nomad's robe up and over his head and tucking his arms within the sleeves. The Suits and upper class atmosphere of the place, it always bothered him. Adonil had Wanderlust and he enjoyed the sights, the sounds, the smells of the world. He often spent his days traveling among the other districts, never quite displaying who he was, but he had become well known to several people.


Today, Adon planned to travel deep into the Water District, perhaps to seek out the Inns where that beautiful music was always played. Or maybe to just sit and speak to the people of Wateria. It was always a surprise for the Noble Lord of Air when he traveled among the people of the Colony. When he could get away that was. He had barely escaped the signing and dull life of paperwork, though his aide was sure to send someone after him. It was then he noticed the Prince and Guard, standing of all places by the Main Gate.


"What trespasses here?" Adonil muttered, making his way slowly to the side of the Guard, and looking over the building that had collapsed. Perhaps he wouldn't be making his weekly travel into Wateria for the music. Reaching down, he'd place palms on the child's chest, his eyes closing as he listened to the cough. "Smoke in his lungs. He will need a Healer, a good one. Though I can supply the child with air." Leaning down, Adonil placed his lips near the child's own, blowing out a stream of air, laden with clean oxygen, to supply a 'bubble' around the child's head. It was a complex technique, to keep the air constantly fresh as it went into the young one's battered lungs. "Come. We must head to Aeros. My Aide will find the best healer for the young one."


It was then that Adonil turned back to the Wreckage. "And dispatch crews to seek more survivors..."

[Galvery]

With partial of the district destroyed or at least some of the residential areas the meteor esque cocoons began to stir and down their middle the first two that had landed were about to hatch. Cracking open a hand of ashen grey flesh emerges and then another before too long something horrific broke free. Obliterated into pieces the chunks of cocoon fly here and there, leaving a mess in their stead as well two bodies as one was significantly taller than the other. Brothers the two Darklings were or Rahama’s Chosen as they are also called within the confines of the Elementian universe, drow looking entities tat have pitch black eyes and solid white hair; though, the taller of the to had short tresses the smaller an oldest had long flowing locks. The tall one was obviously the brawn of the two as he was built like a tank, while the smaller was lithe and slender. Their armor looked biological in nature with soul gems jutting from the heart of the breastplate an in one hand the oldest had some kind of gun that was odd in nature an in the other he carried a whip with a scythe tip.

The larger male carried on his back a massive warhammer that was approximately seven to eight feet in length an in both hands he had a shotgun like weapon that bore a chainsaw. Stretching they look between one another and the smaller one says, “Let’s have some fun brother.” The larger Darkling would nod an in a very primitive voice say, “Fun..” Turning around the nine foot tall giant would begin to unload on citizens running for their lives which the gun would unleash corrupt soul energy weaponized to act much like plasma in the way they work. The smaller one who stood approximately six an a half feet tall would fire off projectiles from his pistol that are cursed with the unholiness of evil souls, while swinging his whip about to cut those down that he could.

In the meantime the other eighteen cocoons would begin to hatch revealing large mutants and giants, trolls and more. They were fearsome looking creature bent on tasting Elementian flesh. One would cry out, “In the name of the one true god!”

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