Seig stands at the top of the stone steps leading into one of the cathedrals and smiles to himself as he gazes upon the land. There was something about the majestic structures before him that attracted him to the land built out of white stone. With that in his mind he runs a gloved hand over the smooth marble and feels that beloved feeling of power and beauty overwhelm him once more. He finally looks back to the streets and notices that the ride that he has been expecting has shown up. With the sight of the hideous contraption waiting on him Seig reluctantly picks up the small bag sitting next to him and tosses it into the back seat through the opened top. He personally follows the bag and lands softly on his rear in the end side of the car and tells the driver to take him to a train that heads into Central.
"I wonder how my old city is doing? I hope they took some lessons from Aerugo and changed how they look. I might be tempted to join them again if they do that."
As he thinks this the driver pulls onto the street and makes his way to a train station that just happens to be rather far from their current location. It isn't until the two reach their destination that Seig is reminded about how he prefers the appearance of a car over that of the train. He sighs as he climbs out of the vehicle and carries his bag through the station to the train as the last of the passengers shuffle on. He himself makes his way into the train but passes by the rest of the group only to go into one of the front-most cars where the decorations suddenly change from the basic wood, to a polished wood with gold trimmings and even marble floors. Although a bit of an improvement, Seig was still not impressed even as he makes his way into his own private cabin. Ah to be directly under the ruler!
The room itself was a vast improvement over the rest of the train. Seig steps across the marble floor with a single velvet strip of carpeting and runs his fingers across the sheets on the bed: Silk. He smiles as he falls onto the bed and rests his head on the pillows filled with goose down. At that moment a strange scent wafts to his nose and catches his attention. The smell pleases him as he recognizes the smell of roses from the perfume used to freshen the scent of the linens in the room. It's at that moment that the train starts to move and gently rocks the young man to sleep in preparation for the long ride to Central.
"I wonder how my old city is doing? I hope they took some lessons from Aerugo and changed how they look. I might be tempted to join them again if they do that."
As he thinks this the driver pulls onto the street and makes his way to a train station that just happens to be rather far from their current location. It isn't until the two reach their destination that Seig is reminded about how he prefers the appearance of a car over that of the train. He sighs as he climbs out of the vehicle and carries his bag through the station to the train as the last of the passengers shuffle on. He himself makes his way into the train but passes by the rest of the group only to go into one of the front-most cars where the decorations suddenly change from the basic wood, to a polished wood with gold trimmings and even marble floors. Although a bit of an improvement, Seig was still not impressed even as he makes his way into his own private cabin. Ah to be directly under the ruler!
The room itself was a vast improvement over the rest of the train. Seig steps across the marble floor with a single velvet strip of carpeting and runs his fingers across the sheets on the bed: Silk. He smiles as he falls onto the bed and rests his head on the pillows filled with goose down. At that moment a strange scent wafts to his nose and catches his attention. The smell pleases him as he recognizes the smell of roses from the perfume used to freshen the scent of the linens in the room. It's at that moment that the train starts to move and gently rocks the young man to sleep in preparation for the long ride to Central.