This building has a stone angel on top of it with its palms together in silent prayer. It is a sanctuary for all not wanted elsewhere. A training ground for the weak and strong. A library for those seeking knowledge. And also a Grand room where most the going ons take place. The dorms are for those who have no home to stay in.

All is still under construction but the Grand room and traning grounds. The library and dorms are not started yet due to lack of resources and there are tents pitched for temporary dorms.

Kalis-Nar, God-King of Athas, and friend to Jak Renton, came to pay a visit to Jak's Haven, still under construction. Walking through the place, he noted the excellent architecture and rapid pace of the construction. He had heard about Jak's financial concerns, so Kalis-Nar decided to offer 50 tons of construction materials to help Jak out, as will as an additional 40 mul and dwarven workers to help out, plus a monetary donation of 250,000 silver crowns, if Jak so wanted it, no strings attached, except that he wanted to be invited to the grand opening of Jak's Angelic Haven, when it was done. But he would leave Jak to decide if he wanted to have kalis-Nar's donation and left the compound, awaiting Jak's reply.

A sanctuary for all not wanted elsewhere, huh? Well, that seemed to be what Ryo needed.

He'd been wandering the streets of Rhy'Din as usual, trying to spot anywhere he hasn't visited yet. But mainly because he felt rather disconnected from the world. That was exactly what had brought the demon to this place. He noted the construction going on and slipped only inside to where there were no workers - mainly the Grand Room. His crimson pools sweeping the magnificent room in awe. The Grand Hall of the Inn was the only thing he'd seen to rival such a place.

The work done to such a room was a sight to behold, and so the miniature lavender-head made his way inside. A thought crossed his mind and a smile could not help but be formed upon those pale lips. His beloved werewolf, Fayloan, would absolutely adore this place. The magi was so fascinated with the Hall, Ryo was sure he'd fall in love with this giant room as well.

Ryo's stuffed bear had been slung over his arm, as he was sure Kuma would love to go out to see the city on this day, and its head bopped up and down as the dark one stepped. As he was rather dark today. No pink, purple, or Hello Kitty merchandise today - no, rather he wore something that reminded him of a younger version of himself. Black. Not just any black, a vampiric trench coat he'd gotten for the month of October and the Halloween festivities that were sure to come. His eye color just added to the affect and he was seriously thinking over dying his hair a shock black for the month.

Now that he'd let his mind wander, he was brought back to marvel at the room he was standing in as he'd kicked something that skidded across the marble. Luckily, there were no skid marks. He let out a revealed sigh and went to pick the object back up. A pebble? Must be because of all the construction around elsewhere. He wandered back towards the door to toss the pebble outdoors, humming a soft croon to himself.

The young lady wandered through the various stages of construction taking in everything that had progressed since her last visit. Though she should not be trespassing here, she could not resist. This was her place of solace in an otherwise chaotic life. Perhaps she would bring Drakkor here next time he was home. The place was growing lovlier each day it moved toward completion. She sighed as the sun threatened to disappear into the horizon. It was time to go home. Perhaps she could stay longer next time. As to be expected, she turned toward the path leading back home, the faint tinkle of bells the only evidence of her presence.

Julie made her way carefully through the construction. Something about this place called to her, she wasn't exactly sure why. Was it because no one knew her here? She could not be certain, but the young Romany woman would visit as often as she was able, if for no other purpose than to see the site to it's completion. Once again, the haunting sound of tiny bells tinkling floats through the finished and unfinished rooms as she slips through, then is gone again.

Crimson orbs were drawn towards the origin of the sound almost immediately. The demon's lips curved upwards in a friendly smile that would be condsidered somewhat creepy thanks to the pointed fangs that protruded past his lips. He'd never tried out having fangs before, so this was definitely a new experience to get used to. But that didn't show on his features. No, he was excellent at hiding the inner workings of his soul, even if he didn't do so very much.

He moved from his position near the door, small legs outreached to take him towards the infatuatingly handsome young man. He must be getting old - had the word "handsome" truly went through his mind? Ugh. That word seemed to be used to refer to masculine-looking women. Shame, Ryo, shame. Besides, Fayloan always held an aura of beauty that this guy could only hope to aquire. The demon guessed it was because of his lupine spirit, but what did he know about spirits?

All this internal thought had been pushed aside as he surceased his approach to bow in the respectful Japanese way. "Hajimemashite. Are you the one responsible for this place?"

Julie sat quietly on a low rise watching the mists settle on the grounds around the building. It was almost finished, or at least looked to be, and the moon rising over its various peaks and valleys gave it an almost mystical quality. For some reason, it excited her to watch the progress made each day. She had never met any of those involved in the construction nor the building itself and at least for the time being, it was best that way. Not everyone welcomed the Romany; most felt they were "filthy thieves" as one man had called her in her youth. She did not want her memories of this lovely site tainted by such anger and distrust, so she came each night just after the sun set so as not to be seen.

Suddenly, a noise off to the right caught her attention. Seeing someone moving to the entrance of the building, she slipped back into the trees and watched for a moment. It was a male. He was soon joined by another male. The two seemed to be in deep discussion. Not wanting to intrude, the young woman slipped away. As usual, the only evidence of her presence the soft sound of tinkling bells dancing on the wind.

As the sun sets on another day, she takes her usual seat at the edge of the forest, watching the light drift down over the Haven. More progress has been made since she was last here and it pleased her. She wished there was a way she could help with the work, but perhaps the bit of money and artwork she left now and then would be of some help. Even if they did not hang the paintings she had left, perhaps they could sell them and raise money for the buildings. Sits quietly, just watching, until the moon rises, then she is off home.

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He came in and found his father quickly. A grin played on his lips. The last few days playing over in his head. He nodded to his father and started to help him hang pictures with his father," Why isn't Mum doin this... It seems more like her."

He grinned and looked towards the picture of his father and mother. They were smiling and each were holding the smaller version of him and his twin Naria. He gulped and spoke softly," Summer... had a run in with nexus..." He started and let another gulp trail down his throat," She aged about six months..." He gulped again and looked at his father," She's pregnant." He said with a deep sigh as he pressed his hand to the picture of his mother," She was always beautiful... She still is..." He turned to his father," You were lucky to get her."

He gulped and let a light laugh come from him," We don't know that persay, but... it seems like I'm gonna be blessed with a big family." He said again as he placed his hand on his shoulder," I could have sworn four feet kicked me... I think it's twins..." He smiled," Gran will know.. so will Sina.."

Holding a stack of ancient books close against her, Julie stops as she hears conversations in the distance. Not wishing to seem an eavesdropper, she slipped away once more to put her books where they needed to go.

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