Post by Cyclone on Jul 4, 2020 16:30:13 GMT
A voice drifts across the deck as the boat draws into Port Ffirst.
“...and after all of that mess in Waterdeep I thought it was time to strike out on my own.”
A seagul caws, possibly in response, but more likely at the sight of land, then flaps away.
Leaning out over the bow of the ship, a figure clad in yellow and gold robes looks around for someone else to talk to. Her hair bullies out behind her, despite the air being still, and her blue skin has several tattoos swirling across it.
Once docked, the steady stream of passengers disembark and she follows suit, bouncing excitedly on her feet, hoping to attract anyone’s attention.
“This is so cool! A whole new place to explore. Umm, excuse me?” she says to a bored-looking half orc coiling some rope, “I heard there was a temple to Waukeen somewhere here, do you know where it is?”
“Nah, sorry, not in this town. Might be one in Daring Heights, I’m not sure.”
“Thanks anyway!” she calls out, and flicks a silver piece to them.
Keen to see what this new land holds, she darts out of sight and begins to wind her way through the streets. Finally she finds a promising looking place, The Flourished Hook, and heads inside.
“Wonder how this compares to the bar back in Waterdeep?” she mutters.
“...and after all of that mess in Waterdeep I thought it was time to strike out on my own.”
A seagul caws, possibly in response, but more likely at the sight of land, then flaps away.
Leaning out over the bow of the ship, a figure clad in yellow and gold robes looks around for someone else to talk to. Her hair bullies out behind her, despite the air being still, and her blue skin has several tattoos swirling across it.
Once docked, the steady stream of passengers disembark and she follows suit, bouncing excitedly on her feet, hoping to attract anyone’s attention.
“This is so cool! A whole new place to explore. Umm, excuse me?” she says to a bored-looking half orc coiling some rope, “I heard there was a temple to Waukeen somewhere here, do you know where it is?”
“Nah, sorry, not in this town. Might be one in Daring Heights, I’m not sure.”
“Thanks anyway!” she calls out, and flicks a silver piece to them.
Keen to see what this new land holds, she darts out of sight and begins to wind her way through the streets. Finally she finds a promising looking place, The Flourished Hook, and heads inside.
“Wonder how this compares to the bar back in Waterdeep?” she mutters.