Zoar and I travel through the long ravine with steep sides, accompanied by the might of a desert sun beating down on my forehead. The arduous journey is worth every bead of sweat, every laborious second.
The Sagetai's sanctuary is a timeless, architectural feat. An enormous ancient temple with a monastery design integrated into the face of a mountain top. A terraced sanctuary carved entirely of black sandstone. It has an elaborate, towering facade with a series of upholding pillars chiselled from sheer rock.
But it seems one must earn his merit to truly spectate such a sight by climbing the gigantic, double-tiered staircase of at least a thousand steps. Without hesitation, Zoar scales up the mountainous staircase, walking with his staff, with me in tow.
"Great Sajatai. Tell me, where are you from?"
"Urium. But more specifically, I am from the Prime Province in Armathis, and I belong to Regnum Valwa."
