'Careful, very very gentle now." Told a manager to his workers. "Set it down- there perfect." The ones above had laid down a slab exactly where it need to be, neither stick to either side too much.
The slab was just one of many. They were assembling a monument, dedicated to the unification of the Gawims and Toyus, even if it had only been nearly a week since then.
"Okay, okay, good job everyone, we're almost done- now we'll- Letertan! Minya!" He saw them from the corner of his eye. The two leaders.
"I think not, Shatoio." Told Letertan. "I believe it is wholly possible to finish the monument by nighttime, yes."
"Are you sure? These men have-"
"I'll give you double-no triple payment if all fulfill the deed."
"Well, I do want that gourmet Sogi... Back to work, everyone, let's get us some quality items."
And they resumed the stacking and melding of the monument.
"Letertan. The workers may be too exhausted, how come they persist."
"It's called persuasion, Minya. It's what has made this city function."
"Okay, but maybe sometime my people can teach you and your son some manners. Speaking of Detertran, where is he?"
"He told me he's with your son exploring your palace. Speaking of which I best show you more artifacts here, is that fine?"
"Never have, I would gladly."
And the two fundamental leaders walked through a door and turned a corner.
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A finger slid upon a line, moving gently without stopping. When the line curved, the finger slid up, it changed to a swirl, the finger looped, it delved down, the finger fell too. Then the line ended and finger stopped.
"You should be careful of that design." Warned Myaostha. "It's very old, far older than even the building which surrounds it."
Detertan backed away. "Well, I have collected some dust along with some cleaning."
What the Gawim and Toyu royal faced was a mural. Comprised of figures and events of importance, it made up all the wall upon it. The long pictures, from Myasotha, told of the 'Giving of the Politani,' how this titular object was passed throughout people, places, and time. How this thin, head lengthed, sliver model was the cause of jealousy, hatred, division, violence and war. Multiple wars destroying both cities and lives for this thing.
"Why?" Asked Detertran.
"Because the Politasa was said to have granted powers. Powers of strength, great agility, and even immortality. How they could be obtained was unknown, no claimant had it long enough to know. Except Yi-Dacidoon."
And the two went over to a picture of a Toyu with hair as long as it's body, standing beside others, they were looking to Yi-dacidoon, whom had the poliasa in both hands.
''She was on the winning side of the last war. With her keen prowess, she analyzed the Politani. But only shortly before her brother kept it for himself, wanting preservation over 'destructive' dissection. With prowess comes also resistance and Yi-Dacidoon took it too, but was caught in the act. Brother and sister fought, fighting fiercely like tribe to tribe in warfare. Then the siblings reached a cliff, both badly injured. Still Yi-Dacidoon threw herself onto her brother, stole the artifact, but then was thrown aside by her fanduel opponent."
"The Poliasa flew and crashed to the cliff's base. Its contents flowed into the surface and unleashed a transformation in the terrain. Later, nearby inhabitants touched the Poliasa's embedded substance and gained powers! That is how we have Asas."
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FantasyWarrior Detertran keeps his people in check and is told what to do by his father. But things take a turn when Detertran finds a strange object in his room.