Cortosi Coast
Gal
Elise hated the coast.
It was wet, it was salty, and it was filthy. Her hair always frizzed this near to the ocean, and she couldn't help but think her clothes would get ruined one way or another. Even standing upon the small wooden platform she couldn't help but think some...
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