Kismetus
One of the smaller cities of the endless fields of Parnathum, this satyr-led settlement is the home of the Golden Berry. What in Tyr one might call a type of olive, this tree corners every cobbled street, with its thick stoned and savoury 'fruit'. The city of the destined runs along the Irida stream, a surface tributary of the Breath of the underground, whose waters cascade over the founding rocks, a small shrine in the centre of the town dedicated to the lovers who 'made' the town whose waters form an almost constant rainbow.
For the lovers looked upon this stream and thought - this is ours.
Government
The city is run by the senatorium, a group of harvesters from the populace of 'middle age', usually men. They decide the rate of taxation versus city storage, and they develop the laws of the region - the most important being the bonded pair and the sanctity of pair bonds between its people.
History
The legend of the lovers of Kismetus is that of two harvesters from Parnathus, travelled from their home. They were cast out when they were too vigorous in clearing the fields around their old home, and planting the lavender streaks in place of the barley and wheat that claims the lands around Parnathus.
It is said the lovers came to the stream and had an argument. One, the elder, wished to build on the hill like their home, while the younger wished to build their new home in the valley by the stream. While the settlement has its foundation stone halfway between, many stories of the history remark on blood being spilled between the arguing men.
Another moment of note in the settlement was the planting of the golden berries - during one of the ancient plagues, the first tree springing up from the tears of the bonded lovers who first noticed the dying of the crops.
Kismetus used to trade with the demon lands when the doors between realms were open and some of the rougher stones are marked with demonic runes that if rearranged could be a magic for rich soil, though repaving of the roads of the settlement have jumbled the runed stones into nonsense.
It is said the lovers came to the stream and had an argument. One, the elder, wished to build on the hill like their home, while the younger wished to build their new home in the valley by the stream. While the settlement has its foundation stone halfway between, many stories of the history remark on blood being spilled between the arguing men.
Another moment of note in the settlement was the planting of the golden berries - during one of the ancient plagues, the first tree springing up from the tears of the bonded lovers who first noticed the dying of the crops.
Kismetus used to trade with the demon lands when the doors between realms were open and some of the rougher stones are marked with demonic runes that if rearranged could be a magic for rich soil, though repaving of the roads of the settlement have jumbled the runed stones into nonsense.
Points of interest
Apart from the golden berry trees, there is also the oil press, whose acts turn the berries into the syrupy substance that is involved in so much cooking and self care of both Kismetus and Parnathus.
There is of course the founding stones at the narrowest point if the stream, and the shrine and garden surrounding it.
There is also the bath house that is free and public, and the steam chambers that are recessed beneath the stones of the city. While access to oils and scent are to be paid for, access to the waters themselves is free for all.
There is of course the founding stones at the narrowest point if the stream, and the shrine and garden surrounding it.
There is also the bath house that is free and public, and the steam chambers that are recessed beneath the stones of the city. While access to oils and scent are to be paid for, access to the waters themselves is free for all.
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Author's Notes
This is both for the love part of the 2026 homework, and a wink to Homestuck who was in my periphery going through uni. I was never into it, but sometimes a wink never lets go. I know the word has arabic origins, but I must be honest.