*soft lights in the distance, far-off stars overhead...*

[watch_in_shadow]

Kalis. War-ravaged, despoiled, broken in harsh lighting and terrifying in shadows. Kalis, city of lights in dark places and shards of brilliant sparkling glass and dry fountains.

Kalis, the Monitor's city.*Dreadmoon stands on the Kaliswall, having sent out a message some moment earlier. He didn't expect his visitor to appear immediately, but knew

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[startactician]

*Thrust appears rather quickly. He's been quite bored and very much looking forward to another encounter with the Monitor. The city passes by him in a rush as he tries to locate Dreadmoon, being of less importance to him then Dreadmoon himself. Thrust transforms and lands, nodding his head to Dreadmoon in a mock bow*

I recieved your message.

[watch_in_shadow]

*turns to him with a small, quiet smile* Thrust. Welcome to Kalis. *he says it almost like a ceremonial greeting, a ritual, something with impenetrable meaning*

[startactician]

*Thrust looks out over the city, seemingly pleased with what he sees* I feel that I am. Shall we?

[watch_in_shadow]

Why not..?

*lifts off the ramparts and ghosts over the wide, battered causeway leading into the city, not heading for anywhere in particular just yet. From here you can see over most of the Sector - Sector Six not being one of the largest, though still impressive in its own right. The tall, elegant buildings of Kalis itself are clearly visible in the costant twilight, pinpoints of illumination glittering here and there in the spires*