You enter the room through an ancient doorway surrounded by a stone border. Through the door is a long narrow hallway filled with a faint mist that causes the visitor the fall into a relaxed state. As you walk down the hallway you notice that the wall is decorated with ancient paintings, various exotic weapons, and other objects that would mean nothing to the visitor.
The hallway emerges into a large room. You stand at the top of a staircase that leads down into the room. As you walk down the staircase you look up at the room and realize that there isn't one. Somehow Azial has enchanted the roof to always show a dark night filled with bright stars. You return your gaze to the room and eventually reach the bottom of the staircase.
The room is filled with that same faint mist, but you ignore it and survey the room. It is a homely room, an room with an air of comfort and safety. In one corner of the room there stands a small glade with a pool of clear sapphire water, obviously for relaxing in. Beside the pool lays a small hot spring, the water bubbles invitingly and you feel called to it. You glance around the room cautiously, just to make sure nobody is watching, and then you slowly step towards the pool. The floor is unusually warm, you glance down at the plush brown carpet and shake your head and then keep walking.
You walk past various beds, chairs, and other types of furniture. All made out of rare woods, obviously made by a very skilled carpenter, or were they? You shrug and carry on, admiring the treasures and memories that fill the room. The mist begins to sparkle and dance around you as you reach the pool. You glance around nervously and glance at the mist, and as you do you trip over a stone outcrop surrounding the pool and you fall right in.
Strangely enough, you aren't able to resurface. An underwater current pulls you down a black mysterious tunnel, and you are somehow able to breath. Eventually you reach an air pocket and surface. You glance around, unsure of what to think.
You pull yourself out of the pool and take in your surroundings. This room is a little smaller, but an an ancient are both breathtaking beautiful and unusually frightening engulfs you. This is Azial's room. A large square room filled with beautiful furniture, weapons and armour of legend, rare and beautiful vegetation that seems to shine with an untamed brilliance. One each side of the room there are three mirrors containing a swirling vortex. These are portals, Azial is a summon and uses these to comfortably travel between worlds. He doesn't need them, but he prefers to use them.
The walls are covered in banners and paintings, ancient carvings, symbols, ruins, and epic text. The words seem to dance in your head and you realize that there is a song. Azial's song, a song that very few are able to understand and comprehend. You begin to sing along and then stop, you hear footsteps and turn around to face the noise.
Azial stands next to one of the mirrors and glances over at you with a puzzled expression on his face, he obviously wasn't expecting any visitors. He shrugged and walked over to you and said.
"This is my room, I'm surprised you've made it this far. I don't usually get visitors. You can stay and visit if you want, or you can look around. But if you try and take anything without asking I'll be force to remove you and you won't be aloud back. The portal by the pool will take you back to the front door, use it when you are ready to leave." He then turned and began to walk away, sipping from a crystal glass. You stand there stunned and shake your head. What an odd room..
But what else would you expect from a summon? This is Azial's room, Azial's place, you decide you would do well to tread carefully when visiting.
Azial then turned and places the glass down and blinks at you and runs a hand through his spiked red hair. "Well, I guess I should welcome you to my room. Next time let me know when you'll be swinging by, I just got back from Spira, I wasn't expecting any guests." You shrug at him and fall back onto a couch and lay there thinking strange thoughts and asking yourself strange questions. You shrug and allow yourself to be pulled into sleeps sweet embrace, you slip into a welcome oblivion.
Azial stands there shaking his head as you fall asleep. "The least they could have done is knocked.."
The hallway emerges into a large room. You stand at the top of a staircase that leads down into the room. As you walk down the staircase you look up at the room and realize that there isn't one. Somehow Azial has enchanted the roof to always show a dark night filled with bright stars. You return your gaze to the room and eventually reach the bottom of the staircase.
The room is filled with that same faint mist, but you ignore it and survey the room. It is a homely room, an room with an air of comfort and safety. In one corner of the room there stands a small glade with a pool of clear sapphire water, obviously for relaxing in. Beside the pool lays a small hot spring, the water bubbles invitingly and you feel called to it. You glance around the room cautiously, just to make sure nobody is watching, and then you slowly step towards the pool. The floor is unusually warm, you glance down at the plush brown carpet and shake your head and then keep walking.
You walk past various beds, chairs, and other types of furniture. All made out of rare woods, obviously made by a very skilled carpenter, or were they? You shrug and carry on, admiring the treasures and memories that fill the room. The mist begins to sparkle and dance around you as you reach the pool. You glance around nervously and glance at the mist, and as you do you trip over a stone outcrop surrounding the pool and you fall right in.
Strangely enough, you aren't able to resurface. An underwater current pulls you down a black mysterious tunnel, and you are somehow able to breath. Eventually you reach an air pocket and surface. You glance around, unsure of what to think.
You pull yourself out of the pool and take in your surroundings. This room is a little smaller, but an an ancient are both breathtaking beautiful and unusually frightening engulfs you. This is Azial's room. A large square room filled with beautiful furniture, weapons and armour of legend, rare and beautiful vegetation that seems to shine with an untamed brilliance. One each side of the room there are three mirrors containing a swirling vortex. These are portals, Azial is a summon and uses these to comfortably travel between worlds. He doesn't need them, but he prefers to use them.
The walls are covered in banners and paintings, ancient carvings, symbols, ruins, and epic text. The words seem to dance in your head and you realize that there is a song. Azial's song, a song that very few are able to understand and comprehend. You begin to sing along and then stop, you hear footsteps and turn around to face the noise.
Azial stands next to one of the mirrors and glances over at you with a puzzled expression on his face, he obviously wasn't expecting any visitors. He shrugged and walked over to you and said.
"This is my room, I'm surprised you've made it this far. I don't usually get visitors. You can stay and visit if you want, or you can look around. But if you try and take anything without asking I'll be force to remove you and you won't be aloud back. The portal by the pool will take you back to the front door, use it when you are ready to leave." He then turned and began to walk away, sipping from a crystal glass. You stand there stunned and shake your head. What an odd room..
But what else would you expect from a summon? This is Azial's room, Azial's place, you decide you would do well to tread carefully when visiting.
Azial then turned and places the glass down and blinks at you and runs a hand through his spiked red hair. "Well, I guess I should welcome you to my room. Next time let me know when you'll be swinging by, I just got back from Spira, I wasn't expecting any guests." You shrug at him and fall back onto a couch and lay there thinking strange thoughts and asking yourself strange questions. You shrug and allow yourself to be pulled into sleeps sweet embrace, you slip into a welcome oblivion.
Azial stands there shaking his head as you fall asleep. "The least they could have done is knocked.."
