Elantia

The capital of the planet of Vigila is the city of **Elantia**, a metropolis founded on the banks of a river. Vigilian architecture is a blend of old and new, with great, modern towers in the upper city and more ancient and distinctive low-to-the-ground buildings made of local materials in its old and middle towns. The city is remarkable for its great gold and brass monuments, parks, boulevards, and open spaces, built by an absolute monarchy to honor gods, kings, and heroes. A statue of Rhya with a shield in one hand and a hy'tel scrolls in the other, gold-tipped a spear resting against her shield arm, presides over the harbor. The Elantian Palace dominates the Elantian Court district.

Elantia is also remarkable for its patronage of high art. Its walls of its temples, palaces, residences, and theaters exposit sculptures, paintings, music, theater, and opera of breathtaking quality.

Like many Aoshanti cities, Elantia incorporates a great amount of verticality in its design. The streets on the ground are narrow and most often taken up by foot traffic, carriages, and mounts. This makes most of the city, outside of its parks and boulevards, somewhat of a nightmare to navigate. As a result, the city sports great elevated platforms which are made to accommodate air traffic, with elevators which lead down to ground level. Common people typically walk to where they need to go or take air trams, large automated shuttles which hop throughout the city in a circuit. Wealthy private individuals typically own their own automated airships and pay for premium parking spaces throughout the city or have access to them through their employment or housing arrangements.

## Notable Locations

* Elantian Palace
* Elantian Exchange
* Vitya's Liminal Curiosities
* Perenísha's Automated Solutions
* Voln & Hibs
* Anzhela's Armory
* Vek's Lodge Hunting Shop
* Clinic of Kiari
* Nazmiyya Motors
* Alfiya's Dojo
* Grazzja's Bone Scrying
* GladreBurger Restaurants: Special Event Location
* Ghuughs Snack Shack
* Carbon Black Bar

## Districts

* Upper City
* Elantian Court
* Old City
* Campus Priphonius
* Middle Town
* Harbor
* Slums

## Stores

### Vitya's Fortune Stand

*You enter the small storefront to a wave of alien incenses and decorum. The interior, and some of the exterior, is veritably cluttered with rugs, tapestries, hanging ornaments, lamps, meditation aides, star charts, and the like. Some have price tags, others do not.
"Ayua! Ayuvyn! Hello!" a Tvolin voice calls from the back, first in Late High Tvolin, then in Ecumene Lexicon, and finally in thickly accented Aoshanti, the speaker trying to gauge which to use from your reaction. She is a purple-eyed Tvolis of moderate stature, wrapped in an eccentric and quaint outfit which only continues the visual theme of the store around her. "People know me in this life as Vityakhamat, Vitya for short. You are free to browse my shop, or I can read you your fortune," she says, a deck of tarot cards now in her hands.
"Only one reading per person, I'm afraid. Rhya has only so much in store for each of us starry-eyed travelers on this cosmic web we call life."*
* **Vendor:** Vityakhamat
* **Race:**  Tvolis
* **Nationality:**  Ecumene
* **Available:** Month of Agria
* **Offering:** Tvolin tarot readings
* **Rate:** 𝔛500,000 per reading

### Perenísha's Automated Solutions

*Situated on the edge of the Campus Priphonus, you enter a small storefront that normally would blend in with the rest of it's surroundings, were it not for the RAMBO-02 doing tricks and backflips outside while cheerfully giving chirps to passersby. Once inside you're greeted to a rather contemporary interior, as most Vakhan stores are, well-lit and open with a carpeted floor. Drone magazines, enthusiast journals, tools and equipment for various machines; all are on display on their shelves and spinnable towers.

But beyond this, the atmosphere of a regular shop is soon shattered upon seeing the litany of armed war drones on display, either locked in shelves or being shown courtesy of a CRT television in it's place; war machines in a shop that seemed more suited to be selling laptops and servers. Judging from the clanking and whirring from behind the counter out of sight, you assumed most of the stock wasn't in view. Pictures adorned the walls of advertising from various manufacturers, from Aratacia to Vigila, along with pictures showing various drones in active combat. It wasn't all war though, judging by the few RAMBO-03s milling around, there was more for sale then just that.

Suddenly from the backrooms a diminutive Vakhan would appear; she would be dressed in an eccentric fashion as was typical for the more well-to-do of her kind, even having what appeared to be a miniature cake hat resting on the top of her head. Giving a sharp-toothed smile, she would clasp her hands together. "Hello, hello! Allow me to introduce myself, I am Perenísha Ellári-Mornwick, proprietor and owner of this establishment. It truly is a pleasure to have you, please, take a look around!"

"If you need any assistance or help, I would be glad to provide it."*
* **Vendor:** Perenísha Ellári-Mornwick
* **Race:** Vakhan
* **Nationality:**  Vakha /  Muara
* **Available:** Month of Hydrenia - Aresen
* **Offering:** Military, Utility, and Medical Drones / Drone Repairs
* **Inventory:** *Full list of drones can be found here!*

### Voln & Hibs

*You approach a small prefabricated building, shaped like a box and about two floors in height. The exterior would be fairly spartan, were it not for the many colourful banners layered upon it, each adorned with a fanciful pattern. Nearly enveloped in these is a relatively modest sign - white text on a black background, switching periodically between languages. After a moment, the sign morphs into one you understand. It reads:

**VOLN & HIBS**
For the ending you deserve
The banners outside pale in comparison to the décor within. Upon entry, your senses are assaulted, from the ostentatious designs of the murals around you, to the luminous hues cast by the many lanterns above; from the precisely formulated scent of old wood, to the sprightly tones of an orchestral composition. The last is slightly distorted, and seems to be emanating from some kind of antique disk-spinning device on a small table in the far right corner.

The room's lone occupant is presently resting in a faded armchair to your left, studying a small leather-bound tome. Her dark grey features mark her as an Astani Aldrean, and the orientation of her seat - directly away from the contraption in the opposite corner - might hint at her opinion of the present furnishings. Indeed, compared to your surroundings her garments are practically monastic - a set of simple grey robes, and a silver necklace bearing the three-pointed star of Aldrean Rhyanism. Upon noticing your arrival, she promptly stands and strides briskly up to you before offering a small bow.

"Voln Ki'Serdin, at your service," she proclaims, shuffling carefully around you. "Please, take your time to browse this sampling of our services -" she gestures to an array of coffins, urns, and labels to your left, unsubtly obstructing your view of what appears to be some open crates of fireworks and an unnervingly realistic sculpture of a human's torso to your right, "- and then let me know when you're ready to follow me to our office. We at Voln & Hibs take your death as seriously as you do, and it would be our honour to help you make the necessary preparations."*
* **Vendors:** Voln & Hibs
* **Races:** Aldreans
* **Nationalities:**  Kingdom of Astan /  Ibi's Hollow
* **Available:** Month of Hydrenia - Aresen
* **Offering:** Funerary Services
* **Catalogue:** *Full list of services can be found here!*

### Vek's Lodge Hunting Shop

*A large, squat building displays a sign over the main entrance, the words dwarfed by the logo of an off-center Magnasaur skull:

**VEK'S LODGE**
Hunting Shop
The interior is a star contrast to the typical Vigilian architecture of the exterior: walls, ceiling, and section dividers of wood give it the impression of an upscaled vacation cottage, filled with anything a hunter could need: rifles, bows, tools, ammo, and other equipment. Near the center of the store, in a checkout desk in front of a small kiosk office, is the Mayarn hunter himself.*
* **Vendor:** Vek Xung
* **Race:** Saviki
* **Nationality:**  Ecumene /  Mayar
* **Available:** Month of Hydrenia - Aresen
* **Offering:** Hunting Gear & Accessories
* **Catalogue:** *Full inventory can be found here!*

### Anzhela's Armory

*Before you is a small cottage, with dark wooden walls and a light blue roof; it was clearly hand-made and hastily so, resembling a not-fantastic example of an Illarian dacha-- A summer cottage. The only indicator that this structure, in the mid-ring of the arena grounds, was actually a store was the white and black colored sign out-front that stated as such. It swung from two hooks over the porch foyer, chairs assembled under the porch roof to act as a place to talk and chat.

Entering into the store you would be assaulted by a variety of scents; freshly cut wood and newly cut open boxes, though by now the boxes would be long gone. The store interior itself could be considered cozy, soft candle lights flickered overhead as wooden shelves lined up to make small isles-- Some had a product on them, others had a simple digital display on it in place of the product, giving you a ticket to bring to the check-out counter. Dearmed bows, crossbows, rifles, and swords were hung around as decoration, some of them being quite old with a litany of scratches or flickers of rust on them. Here and there, war propaganda from the final conflicts ancient Abzu of old fought would be seen, seemingly authentic; the paper was brittle in most cases and the colors washed out, but they were there.

You hear a voice pipe up from the singular check-out counter in the store, the flag of Krizovia hung beside it on the wall, along with a portrait of Krizovia's Vozhd and, interestingly enough, the last Abzuan emperor. The proprietor would be sitting behind the counter, wearing simple rangers attire of a pale tunic and uniform pants, their boots propped up on the top as they rested a magazine on their stomach.

"Welcome. Need anything, I'm here." They'd say in broken Aoshanti, their accent thick.*
* **Vendor:** Anzhela Didenko
* **Race:** Podkra Wraith
* **Nationality:**  Krizovia
* **Available:** Month of Hydrenia - Marcelia
* **Offering:** Bows, Crossbows, Firearms, Melee Weapons, Ammunitions, and Accessories
* **Catalogue:** *Full inventory can be found here!*

### Grazzja's Bone Scrying

*Entering into an inconspicuous store on the edge of the Campus Priphonus; you're greeted immediately to a more morbid sight within the dimly lit room. Skulls and mummified animals of varying sorts array the shelves and walls, with such curios such as curled paws and shrunken heads on display, it has a peculiar smell to it, spices are present certainly but you're not sure of what kind.

To the left of the entrance is a small tea-shop with a stove and pot, with small floor cushions and tables for one to sit at; to the right of the entrance is a flat area presumably for meditation-- Though it also has a couch and a chair.

Sitting behind the counter would be a tall vakhan wearing a tunic and uniform pants, a black papakha resting on the top of the counter. She'd glance up at you, and offer a fanged grin, her eyes looking on wide in your direction. Despite her predatory looks, she spoke in a calm heavily accented voice.

"Good fortune to you brother," she'd say, "what brings you to my establishment today? Perhaps some scrying, to peer into your future? Or... Maybe some tea."*
* **Vendor:** Pietru Ortina
* **Race:** Vakhan
* **Nationality:** N/A
* **Available:** Priphos - Marcelia
* **Offering:** Shabhyati Bone Scrying, Meditation, Therapy, and a Tea Shop
* **Service Descriptions:** *Full descriptions can be found at Grazzja's Bone Scrying.*

### Alfiya's Dojo

*Far in the outskirts of Elantia, where something like this could be made at such short notice, a wooden structure stands amongst the treets and foliage. Squat and consisting of a single floor, never-the-less with it's hip-and-gable roof of steep slopes it appears larger than it actually is, consisting of crimson walls and black design accents. Surrounding it are gardens and bushes of crimson flower, ponds and the accompanying fish abound among them. There is no worded signage, only the golden emblem of Clan Bekri; a golden sun resting in a crescent bowl.

Walking up to the* shoji *doors, sliding them open you would be welcomed to a wide open space, fitted with black bamboo floors that in the center gave way to a red training square. All around would be art pieces in the Trillic ink-wash style; black ink on dull white canvases, showcasing ancient warriors and the battles of which they fought thousands of years ago. The lighting would be dim, the only source of it in this room being box lanterns that hung from the roof beams.

Sitting kneeled before a small obsidian shrine to Rhya would be a Trillic, clad in crimson and black armor just like her surroundings; a composite mask would conceal the lower half of her face.

"I am Alfiya Qari, blade of the High Kheshigs, and this is my dojo." She'd say plainly, her voice smooth as silk, but with a tinge of a growl at the end of her words. Getting up to a stand, she'd turn to face you, her four eyes examining you with a certain passive scrutiny.

"A place where the ancient arts of my people are practiced, and a place where you can learn them." She'd remark, her hands gesturing around at the surrounding ink-wash paintings. "I will not enforce a price, if you wish to come under my tutelage."

 "But," she'd add, "I will ask for an initial demonstration of skill. So, if you're accepting, you may join me opposite in the square."*

* **Vendor:** Alfiya Qari
* **Race:** Trillic
* **Nationality:**  Trillic Territory
* **Available:** Priphos -
* **Offering:** Martial Training

###  Clinic of Kiari

*On the edge of the Campus Priphonus, in the city proper, you're greeted to a small store front. It sits nestled between similar shops and offices with their white marble facades, except above the double sliding doors would be a peculiar symbol; a rising red phoenix with a swirling circle of blood between it's raised rings. Beneath this phoenix, a black and red placard in Aoshanti would read:***Clinic of Kiari**
Urgent Care, Surgery, and Supply

If you were to go inside, you would be welcomed to a starkly different interior compared to the outside, adorned with dark red colored walls-- You could even still smell the fresh paint. Dark carpets would adorn the lobby, atop of which black leather chairs would be arranged in rows along the walls, along with around circular coffee tables. Magazines would be littered about atop these tables, and in one of the room's corners there would be a small café/waiting area; a few tables and bar stools set up, with a vending machine, coffee maker, and very small automat. Hanging in another corner would be a cathode ray tube television; it'd currently be airing a Vigilian news pgoram-- Close captioned in Illarian, of course.

Dead ahead from the entrance on the other side of the lobby would be a reception desk; a lone woman manning it as they combined over various papers in a nearby under-desk filing cabinet. Noticing you walk through the door she'd perk up and flash a smile; fangs. Other things were odd about her, such as her pale white skin and antiquated garb, also in red and black, resembling those of plague practitioners in far away lands eons ago.

"Welcome, welcome!" They would say in antiquated Aoshanti, their accent thick and attitude energetic.

"You must be here for your appointment; just take a seat and I'll let the physician know you're here!"
* **Vendor:** Teodor Gavrilovic
* **Origin:**  Order of Kiari
* **Available:** Priphos -
* **Offering:** Medical Services, Training, and Supplies
* **Inventory and Services:** Check here!

### Nazmiyya Motors

*On the edge of the Campus Priphonus, and more towards roads that lead to the vast Elantian countryside, is a reasonably large storefront that sticks out; grass on either side of it, and a lot in the back full of cars. The building is made of a light gray metal from the looks of things, and somewhat angular; it definitely looks futuristic. The store, which has two stories, has its front on both floor dominated by large panes of glass that allow you to easily see inside; a litany of vehicles are on display.

Walking through an automatic sliding double doors, you're blasted by cold air conditioning, and are welcomed to very warm lighting. Dark gray walls mix with a wide store space with what looks to be a smoothed bamboo floor, vehicles on display everywhere. You can even smell that new car smell, off-gassing glues and chemicals that linger around; it's a pleasant place to be in. There's a staircase to the second floor, and a hallway leading back into what appears to be a waiting area of some kind with a small vending machine café, along with a door to a servicing area.

Sitting behind a black counter desk would be a woman, wearing a brown leather jacket, black pants, and long leather boots; she had a more tanned complexion. She would notice you and immediately roll back in her office chair, coming to a stand and approaching.

"Welcome, if you have anything in mind I might just have it; or if you wish to browse you can simply call me when you want." She'd hum to you, leather booklet hanging from a belt, before walking off. She never did seem to take her attention off of you, though.*
* **Vendor:** Nazmiyya al-Rassi
* **Race:** Hasari human
* **Nationality:**  Reachian Commonwealth
* **Offering:** Select Compacts, Sports Cars, Muscle Cars, Super Cars, And Others
* **Inventory:** *Full list can be found here!*

## Catacombs

The following notable characters are buried here:

* None