Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170719030306/@comment-24685738-20170724230420

The Kingdom of Cespar, Underland Above.

The City of Nova Deornum did not inspire the same sort of awe that New Imperia did, with its white marble and its massive towers, or even that Sentinel had with the graceful curves of its buildings.

The buildings of the port city were all short and stout, but they were all made of thick stone. Some of the buildings closest to the port seemed to be in the style of the Redguards or Bretons, most likely immigrants or sailor's taverns.

The city was surrounded on one side by the glittering Abecean Sea, another by what appeared to be farmlands. The other two sides were bordered by tall, thick mountains that were tall enough to be obscured by clouds. Some of the buildings appeared to be built into the side of the mountain, including the largest building, which must have been the palace. Given what Arik and Rhaela had told them about the city on the trip, the group was aware that entire neighborhoods resided in caves in the mountains, due to some Underelves' inability to adapt to their new lives above ground.

However, the most defining feature of the city was the massive statue that rose up from the central square, rising hundreds of feet into the air. It was completely stone, and depicted a man.

Based on the cut of his jaw and the shape of his face, the man most have been an Imperial during his life. The man had hair that went to his jaw, held back from his face by a stone crown. His eyes glimmered in the sunlight, and as they got closer the Royal Party could see that the statue's eyes were made of two giant emeralds.

He wore robes in the Underelf fashion, which reminded vaguely of the ancient Cyrodiilic togas. A stone sword hung from his belt on one side, and what appeared to be scrolls from the other. His arms were outstretched towards the port, as if in some sort of welcome, but at the same time the gesture seemed vaguely threatening, in some way.

"Arik Everking." Prince Arik said, after a moment, but he did not go on to elaborate exactly who the figure was or why he was important enough to have a giant statue of him.

Taeris and Arctus pulled them into the stone harbor, and as the group filed out of the little boat, they were quickly met by a customs officer.

Although Taeris and Meilir had met some Underelves in their time on Heket, and Arik and Rhaela were related to them, the figure appeared very alien to the rest of the Party. His skin was dark, somewhere between the brown of Redguards and the ash gray of the Dunmer, and his large eyes glittered purple in the daylight. His hair was long and white, but pulled back in a braid from his face to reveal his pointed ears.

He wore the typical Underelven robes, a toga style thing that left half of his chest bare, and a linen skirt-ish thing that came to just above his knees.

"Halt." He ordered, not intimidated by the size of the Party. A sword was strapped to his waist, that looked as if it were malachite, based on the style, but it was purple. "Identify yourselves."