The second coming of Shurima was something unexpected by all who inhabited the desert. Some immediately believed the rumors and began traveling, while others shrugged it off as mere fable or a trick to mislead caravans. Poverty, famine, drought, all had afflicted the land since the empire’s fall at the hands of Xerath. By seemingly normal events was Sivir, the last known blood-related kin to emperor Azir, drawn to the Tomb of the Emperors. Left for dead by a betrayal (much like her ancestor) she would act as the catalyst for what soon followed.
Nasus pondered if word had reached the far ends of the desert by now. Information was not something that traveled quickly in a wasteland, but secrets were not easily kept in Shurima. Though the waters of life flowed once more from the capital, Shurima’s inhabitants would not benefit unless they returned to the city. The Ascended warrior merely shook his head, unsurprised by the wandering thoughts that entered his mind in solace as he copied a volume of “On The Properties of Xer'Sai and Outerbeasts” to a fresh tome.
The confines of the Great Library was just one of many troves of knowledge Nasus resigned to in his times of stillness. Besides Azir, the emperor’s sand soldiers, and occasionally himself, the city of Shurima had received little in the form of guests since the reformation of the Sun Disc. It was for that reason the jackal’s ears rose at the sound of footsteps approaching the library’s entrance.
The busy city streets were not a place to find what the sparrow was looking for. She was but a baby bird bustling and bumping into vendors and travelers alike. There was no need to rush, but she felt as if there was a time limit. Taliyah knew she wouldn’t be able to see Azir in the public eye, unless there was a meeting that included all of the city, and she knew she would not be able to ever greet him in private chambers.
Thus began the search for the emperor's minions. One in particular...
He was large, quiet, and rather grumpy from what the girl remembered. A secluded place with no people around might have been a better chance to find him. Or, perhaps he was in the palace with the emperor... Discussing plans to ruin and sacrifice her people to the sands and sun. Shivering at the thought, Taliyah could not think so horribly. It would just make her more worried about the situation at hand.
The weaver trudged on, deciding to no longer think with that attitude. Following paths within the walls and slowly but surely making it to more secluded areas. She began to notice the decline in people. Soon enough it was just her in the tight fit walls... and stairs leading downwards. She had a feeling... something was calling her there.
And so, the young girl turned her head and stepped slowly. Descending further and further downwards until she was greeted by large doors and a light burning on a stick. Gulping, she placed both hands upon the stone and heaved a breath.
Taliyah pushed the large door open, stepping inside on sand-kissed marble stone. There... there was the person she was looking for. How lucky, she thought. This place did seem like the man would enjoy. Dreary and dark... yes. Very much him.
“ Just who I was looking for. “ She called out happily, closing the door from behind and trotting close but not too close to the ascended. Briefly, they had met. However the circumstances at the time made it difficult to really get acquainted. The jackal had knowledge and the girl had questions-- many, many questions.
“ I need a favor from you, Nasus. “
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