Dusk, west of Kiva...
The Akiva Sea glistened with gold beams of light protruding from the gathering storm clouds above. A whimsical fog danced along the water's surface. The silhouette of a fine sleek sailing ship carefully maneuvered through the fog, steadily cutting across the dubious waves...
A young, red headed lad of teenage years stood in the crows nest of a fine merchant vessel sailing from Alliria to Falwood. As the sea lapped against the hull, the waves splashed him with salt water, leaving the boy completely drenched from head to toe. He only laughed in response. Urchin cared...
Maeve Blackwood leaned over the railing of her ship, which to some might have seemed a risky move to make. The decaying wood protested the undead kivren’s weight against it, but somehow it held. A cigarette hung haphazardly from betwixt painted lips as her crew amused themselves with a game of...
Akiva Sea
Ayman stood at the prow of the Golden Sparrow, the wind whipping at his face and his fingers wrapped tightly around the railing.
Three sails flapped hard behind him, warm winds pushing them faster and faster across the Akiva Sea. It was humid here, even this far out in the ocean. The...
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