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Vel Zrada, the Heart of Aniria
Over two hundred years ago, two visionaries gave the people of Aniria a parcel of land to build upon it something beautiful. Unlike the other cities of their land which were built to defend their people from the threats surrounding them, this city would be built to enrich their lives. The vision was simple; to be the centre of non-magic learning. Of art. Science. Culture. It would draw the greatest minds across the world to the Anirian Kingdom and as such they would grow stronger. The architect who were charged with building what would become colloquially known as the Heart of Aniria set to the task with feverish determination to create something that would make even the elven cities pale in comparison. Gone were the stout, defensible walls of fortresses and castles that had become the typical architecture of the Anirian kingdom and in its place were curved walls and vaulted, domed ceilings. Large windows made up of beautiful pieces of artwork made from coloured glass and tiled floors that echoed the light at certain times of the day. What was more, was that those who built Vel Zrada refused the help of Dreadlords and instead relied on the skill of ordinary men and women.
When the city opened, nearly 70 years after it had begun construction, the founders children hosted a Masquerade Ball in honour of the visionaries who had come together - from every background - to create this oasis where Anirians could forget war and politics. Unlike other stuffy occasions, the Rose Masquerade was meant to be open to all regardless of station and the masks became a symbolic way of freeing people from those social chains. Over recent years, the Ball also became a chance for those who lived and worked within Vel Zrada to showcase the latest inventions, music, art and more.
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Jiya Luana had never felt very at home in Vel Anir. It's harsh ways and political meanderings were a far cry from the life she had envisaged for herself - hoped for herself - and had even been in reach when she had left for Elbion. But Vel Zrada... here she felt that sense of nationalism her father had always berated her for lacking. She held no small amount of pride that it was one of her own ancestors who was responsible for its creation and the Anirian Rose Masquerade was one of the few social occasions she actually enjoyed attending.
Her mask was created by rising artist Letrice A'Murrah, a young woman who had been one of the Luana's scholarship winners and from everything Jiya had seen, was going to be one to watch in the coming years. The opulent feathers matched the skirt of her dress whilst the top half echoed the gold detailing and remained quite simple.
The Greenhouse - as the building holding the ballroom was affectionately nicknamed - was lit just right for this hour. The setting sun hitting the ocean waves outside spilled through certain slashes of the stained glass windows filling the room with rosy, ambient lighting. Dancers already crowded the floor and were being taken through a new dance and several paintings stood on easels around the room that groups had gathered to admire. Taking a glass of wine from a nearby table - there was minimal staff tonight so as many people could enjoy it as possible - Jiya slid over to one of the inventions on a plinth to read what it did.