port district

In a Tavern among the busy port district there sat an Elf with pale features. His white hair and cream colored cloak seemed to almost glow in the warm flickering light of the fireplace and lanterns lighting the dim tavern. His elegant features and slightly focused expression might have almost...

The port was abuzz with the new day's tidings. Hundreds upon hundreds of sailors, rovers and merchantmen filled the busy port streets. Footpads and messenger boys flitted in-between, like the little birds that nested atop the domed roofs. With one hand on her coin purse and the other upon the...

The river was dull, churned up, and busy. The streets bore the wear and dust of countless feet and wheels. The buildings were hard and cold. And the sky was bright, cloudless, and cold. Avrael had come to this place with no preconceived notions of what to expect, no mind as to how many beings...