<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/Beautiful-girl-pink-silk-clothes-jewelry-sword-in-hand-Asia-Oriental-fantasy-art-Wallpaper-for-Desktop-915x515_%281%29.png)</div><strong>Usha, Radiant Daughter of Umari Thousand Hands</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1zE6BPyZ5ICcFPKm8A1zm4B1RauyP4opl3emVESMQTME/edit)<br/><br/><br/>Usha studded the sapphire skinned girl carefully as they walked together.  She bit her lower lip and--after a moment--drew Pearl down a side hall, no longer following the anima light.  "That's your companions power we're seeing here, isn't it?"<br/><br/>The brown haired girl leaned back against the wall, head spinning.  “This..  This is huge...”<br/><br/>Her eyes squeezed shut for a moment.  “Captain Pearl, I very much appreciate your discretion.  This island was established seventeen centuries ago by the Solar Deliberative as part of a series of War Manse to defend the West from forces that might encroach from the Wyld.  There was a revolution—a horrible bloody Usurpation that destroyed the Deliberative and did indescribably damage to Creation and it's society.  We've built a military base into a whole self sustaining society, waiting for the Solars to be reborn so that the Deliberative can be rebuilt but—in all these centuries—only my father has ever come to us.”<br/><br/>She looked down at the anima ripples, then up into pearls eyes, and finished, the question clear in her tone, “Until now?”