Laros knew not whether Orion was a liar or a fool, or simply too far from home to understand the problem with his story. So, wordlessly, the man stood to his feet. In the sand, the word "Follow" would be written, before Laros made his way out of the cell. After adjusting to the brightness of the sun, Orion would be able to view Cduharusa in all of its glory, a city made entirely of stone. Based on Laros' gift, it was quite apparent they built the place by hand, even the largest of structures, without the use of tools and the like.

Stones would follow them, with which Laros would shape words. He could not speak this language of Orion's just yet, but he remembered the alphabet and how to shape it. With these stones, the first thing he wrote would be, "This is our home. So long as you can prove you are no threat, you will be welcome to stay here as long as you need."

Laros would give Orion a short amount of time to adjust, before continuing.

After Orion was more properly adjusted to things, the stone they stood on begin to rise, being pulled from the ground by Laros' gift. It ascended into the air, passing even over the enormous walls of Cduharusa, that they might gaze upon the horizon. Laros merely pointed out before them at the chaos that was the open sea, with which they shared a border.

The waters of the sea were violent, crashing against Cduha mountains with incredible force. Some of the waves stretched hundreds of feet into the air, smashing through the mountains for miles past the shore and spotting the crags with ponds. Even further out were larger waves, crashing into each other with force enough that their collisions could be heard even this far away, while at the top of the wall. Violent storms raged above them, the clouds looking more like black fire than anything else. All along the horizon was a scene so vicious, it was as though this planet did not wish for life to proceed past these lands. The sky beyond the continent was blackened with storms and chaos.

"The seas would sunder any ship, water or sky, not of these lands. You came from above, not afar."

Laros pointed directly above himself, at the clearer skies blanketing them with warmth and calm.

Laros took Orion to the ground so the man could say his piece, and waited patiently. Once the stone was resettled, he simply folded his arms over his chest and waited.

Were Laros' features not hidden, Orion would see his eyes widen in surprise. However, he appeared stoic in visage, simply nodding in response to being shown the gift, perhaps in confidence. While he was skeptical to believe the story, he also saw no other legitimate truths - they could have come from nowhere but above, and they did so. That there was a whole other world beyond the skies, however, and that they were capable of sailing the stars while his people could not even sail their seas... it would take more convincing, down the line.

"Your people will be hunted if they have not already been. Only you have been found by us, so I cannot speak to the fortune of any others. I can promise you the aid of the Cduha, however, if you will provide for us as well."

It was an open offer, one Laros had little problem making. Cduha were strong, but they were not a charity. Risking their people to search for strangers would require equal tribute.