Legend of the Dragon Mirrors (IC) (Private)

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Open wide the door of heaven!
On a black cloud I ride in splendour,
Bidding the whirlwind drive before me,
Causing the rainstorm to lay the dust.
- Ch'u Yuan, c. 200 BCE

Hu Chao moutains were one of the most famous places in Longzaru to travel through. Many towering pillars made of quartz sandstones climbed high into the sky, looming over the lush wet forests below. Pathways wove through the pillars, worn down by many travelers wanting to see the white pillars before moving onward through Longzaru. An occasional pond or creek broke up the undergrowth and pathways winding through the woods.

There was an uneasiness in the air, as many provinces in Longzaru were poised to go to war. There seemed to be something else that was wrong, rumours of dark powers that originated from desert lands to the east, where not a single tree could be found. But in a place like Hu Chao, one could forget their troubles for a while.

A man strode through the trees, stopping occsaionally to admire the quartz pillars or to peer into a creek. He was tall, but lean and a little on the thin side, wearing many layers of patterned robes that were bronze and cream in colour. He also wore a particularily eye-catching scarf around his head, bright blue and gold, with a large patch of his hair sticking out of the back of the makeshift turban like a horse's mane. The head wrap also came down over one eye, covering a part of his rather fox-like face. Though relaxed, there was an air of mischeif in his one visible eye, grinning open-mouthed and toothy over a chin covered in playful stubble. Less mischevious, at his side, were a pair of rather long, gently curved s-shaped swords.