The Great Steps of Beijio

The coldness, and eerie terror would slowly fade as the misty bank of fog ascended the steps.

If anyone stopped to look, and think, it would become apparent that the mysterious mist ascending the stairs, was doing so unusually quickly... against the wind....

Leland pauses at the base of the large ascending staircase. He grimaced, looking up the single vertical incline that would lead to the Imperial Plateau.



"I've always hated these stairs...there's got to be over ten thousand steps...." he grumbles to himself, beginning the ascension. Countless sword fights and deaths had been made on these steps which marked them as some sort of landmark. These days however, the only deaths that occur here are brought on by heart failure and low exercise. Leland could feel the weight of the Imperial mountain, and the palace at it's peak beam down upon him as he ascended. "Tsh...gonna suggest an escalator by the time I get to the top, or at least a gondola." he croaks, adjusting his bag on his shoulder and continued his climb upward.

[from here]

The hooded red haired woman walked along the bustling streets of Beijio, before she reached the infamous great steps.



She looked at them, hesitantly, and wished she had her manservant Groose to carry her. "I suppose this will be training in itself..." she gulped, and began the ascent.

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