[ Compared to his own Domain so many others appear sprawling lands like the holdings of a gaunsho. This one catches his eye for the central castle-like structure, its pointed towers like massive spears set to pierce the sky.
When he needs to move fast through Horizon he does so through the Grey Space - or some approximation of it. Kahlil is not entirely sure how it works. He has to remind himself that this is not the physical realm, that each Summoned is connected to their Domain. His attempts to move unseen might be for nothing, or taken the wrong way. These are private places, born of their mind and heart, even though many do not enforce any kind of barrier to defend from intrusion. So when he enters this particular Domain, he walks through the treeline without attempting subterfuge.
Once within he's reminded a bit more of Castle Thorne, though without the sounds of many men and woman going about their day's work. He wanders for a little while, eventually drawn to a house made of glass. From the outside he catches movement, a figure within the building, back turned and hunched over the dirt and surrounded by blooms. A green house. Jath'ibaye's palace had reminded him of one -
It's dangerous to be lost in those memories.
Curious, he opens the door, the metal frame creaking to announce him. The damp scent of greenery and humid air hits him, he'll have to shed his long leather coat if he plans to stay in here for any length of him.
Stepping within he gets a better look at the figure within. ]
a. greenhouse, before the attack on Thorne's farmlands
When he needs to move fast through Horizon he does so through the Grey Space - or some approximation of it. Kahlil is not entirely sure how it works. He has to remind himself that this is not the physical realm, that each Summoned is connected to their Domain. His attempts to move unseen might be for nothing, or taken the wrong way. These are private places, born of their mind and heart, even though many do not enforce any kind of barrier to defend from intrusion. So when he enters this particular Domain, he walks through the treeline without attempting subterfuge.
Once within he's reminded a bit more of Castle Thorne, though without the sounds of many men and woman going about their day's work. He wanders for a little while, eventually drawn to a house made of glass. From the outside he catches movement, a figure within the building, back turned and hunched over the dirt and surrounded by blooms. A green house. Jath'ibaye's palace had reminded him of one -
It's dangerous to be lost in those memories.
Curious, he opens the door, the metal frame creaking to announce him. The damp scent of greenery and humid air hits him, he'll have to shed his long leather coat if he plans to stay in here for any length of him.
Stepping within he gets a better look at the figure within. ]
Sylvain?
[ His dance partner in Nocwich. ]