Location [Entrance] The Rolling Waves

[Finn]

2nd Day of Fall, 513 AV

Finn stood at the bottom of her sails, one rolled in so that her boat could drift into the dock. It was remarkably busy on this side of the city, but as far is she could tell this is the safest place to dock her boat. It wasn't close to the market by any means, those docks were always changing with ships and boats coming and going. Instead the Svefra found herself in still murky water off the side of the big harbor. If she had a row boat she would have preferred to anchor her her Casinor in the Bay, but she needed to keep her goods dry so that she could gain the most from them. It wasn't much, a couple pounds of dried salt she harvested from evaporating the water in the summer sun, separated into clay jars for individual sale, A bucket or two of seashells and some jewelry she made from them. She would end up fishing and diving for clams and oysters while she was here to sell those daily, but until she got an ice box, she couldn't keep them for more than a few hours so it was a risky trade. Tossing a weighted rope around the pole on the dock, Finn hopped over onto the rough splintered wood, securing her boat to it. Finn was a little tired that morning from trying to dodge her way into the bay with all the traffic, so she decided to explore the city instead of start trading.

She glanced over at the rough men going in and out of the dock, carrying crates and drinking sour Ale's. The people farther into the city seemed to be dressed more than she. Glancing down at her attire she decided to wear her vibrant cloak, to cover her skin more. She was not cold since it was still the end of summer, but she didn't not want to be seen as a whore despite her obvious Svefra background. She'd grown used to her Pod an the sea where no one except the young lad's cared wether you covered a majority of your skin or not. Finn also liked showing off her skin where ink was spread across her arms and legs, making her look like a plaice of art. Her Gnosis had moved down to her left calf, already knowing she was going to leave the water.

The thought made her uneasy, an she continued to stand there for a bit, it was her first time on land without someone beside her and she was already scared to death of leaving the ocean, her home, as is.

Finn closed her eyes and muttered a prayer of rememberance and gratitude to Laviku. Her prayer was interrupted though, as a shorter man bumped her out of his way. Her eyes flew open and she glared down at the man.

"Watch out!" Finn hissed at the man who gave her a weird look. She settled at glaring at him, not caring to repeat herself in common. Decided she had to go to land sooner or later, or just take her boat back out to sea, Finn slipped her feet into her leather boots, and set off to explore this new city.

[Marekos]

3rd Day of Fall, 513 AV



Marekos sat on the bottom of the ocean thinking about if he should swim up to the land dwellers or not. Finally deciding to swim up to meet them he broke the surface of the water and looked around, it looked nice enough so he swam towards land.

He climbed onto the dock slowly he then tried to sneak past some men loading items onto a ship and slowly headed towards the city keeping his cloak on.

[Hopeternal64]

Season of Fall, Day 24, 513 AV

Hope arrived in Zeltiva with a trading caravan lead by his godfather on Spring 27, 513 AV. Having already reached maturity and a higher level of thinking, Hope decided to stay in Zeltiva after their stock had run out. He already had achieved a good sense of where everything was and had grown a certain attachment to the city. Bidding his godfather goodbye, he gratefully accepted a few gifts and favors and set out to live his own life in the city.

[Yurick]

Fall 29th day, Evening, 513 AV

Yurick could already smell the ocean air as he was walking the path to the city, increasing as he got closer. It was refreshing to him, and he was already looking forward to enjoying his visit to Zeltiva.

Zeltivia, I has often dreamed about attending its university, living a quiet life here of both knowledge and freedom. He thought, but he knew already he had no time for this. His life was about survival, and he could not remain stationary - as beautiful as that thought was, it was terrifying. Never could he allow himself to be attached, to any one or anything. Perhaps knowledge and nature, the night, the atmosphere of bars and people enjoying life, but that was it. Nothing that in any way defined his life, or tried to restrain him. To become attached to that to him, was like leading his own demise.

He approached a peak in the path, nearing it he focused only on pushing his becoming tired body to the top of the path, then, he looked slightly down into the city, covered in the beautiful orange glow of the evening sun, beginning to set, reflecting in the water and on all the surfaces it could reach. He smiled to himself, it was beautiful, and he was here.

He took some moments to breathe in the air and relax, then started down the path into the city. He decided to explore the city before going to (inevitably) visit the local bar.

[Hekra]

Fall 20th day 513 AV

Hekra nodded a bit she had been made a safe landfall to zeltiva, she was in luck, her remaining stock of metals would go well in here and with any luck she could recoup the loss of a seahorse and maybe make some profit... she would need to get a job though but then again she had been wanting to have a moment to study. Maybe this would not be such a waste of time afterall.

[Eralyn]

Fall 5, 513AV We're here, we're here Era exaulted, tail flicking in excitement. After traveling so far, they were here! Era bounded ahead of her bondmate, eager to round the last hill. Finally, the city came into view below her, and she paused to take it in. From a distance it did seem to ressemble Sunberth. There were multitudes of buildings, and distantly she could see ships in the harbor. Even at this relatively early hour, people bustled around. Listening she could hear the faint rumble of carts squealing and children screaming. There are a lot of people down there, her mind supplied and her happy mood faultered. Era wasn't entirely sure she knew how to deal with a lot of people. The thought was a bit daunting. But no matter, Lora was here and she knew all about cities. She would teach Era and then they would both be happy here. Content she wandered back to her bondmate, who was walking in her own time over the rise. She tangled herself in Lora's legs, trying to share her happiness. The city was a bit terrifying and more than a bit exciting, and she couldn't wait to see what life here was going to be like.

[Flora Rham]

Flora's feet ached. The walking portion of this excursion was far to lengthy for her tastes and the soles of her boots were already worn to nothing. Her Kelvic bondmate was far too energetic for having traveled such a distance, but Flora found the steady stream of live-wire excitement almost reassuring. Even still, no reason to rush, Zeltiva would not move in the time it took her to climb this final blasted hill.

Eralyn had run on ahead and was looking down with a mixture of fear and awe passing through the bond. Flora felt a similar clash of emotions, but not for the same reasons. Maybe here she could find Ronen's murderer. Maybe she could finish her training and return home to Syliras as the powerful mage she had always dreamed of being. She might even live the rest of her life here. What a realm of possibilities this was shaping up to be. Some more exciting than others.

As she finally approached the top Eralyn sped back to her and weaved between her legs, "Ah! Come now, how do you expect me to walk faster if you trip me?" she passed over the rise without stopping to look as Era had, and began the decent into the city. If only Flora could decide which of her 'maybe's was the one she wanted to be true.

[Phyolea]

2 Fall 513AV

Phyolea had arrived. It had been over a year since she began her journey... and she was finally here. She approached the surface cautiously and looked at the port ahead. She had come through the strait in Mathews Bay and was eager to begin her studies.

Quietly she swam past the ships toward the docks. Something seemed awry but she could not quite yet identify what was wrong. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary... yet. The docks seemed rather busy today. There was some sort of commotion. Phyolea's curiosity and thirst for knowledge drove her to pull herself onto shore and out of the familiar comforts of the water.

Phyolea staggered for a bit while she got used to breathing air and walking in bipedal motions on land. It had been a long time since she last walked on land. She moved closer to the throngs of people. What she saw filled her with trepidation. Sentinels. They were conducting searches of everyone that had come from sea. A sentinel was coming for her. He did not look the least bit friendly.

"You. State your business."

"Um, I'm here to enroll in the University," came Phyolea's lilting voice. Her fear did not hide the traits that marked her voice as decidedly Charoda.

"Are you with the Zeltiva faction? You here to give 'em reinforcements?"

"The wha-"

"You're bringing them rations, aren't you?" Perhaps the sentinel had not liked her voice. Perhaps her silvery skin and her dorsal fins didn't make the best first impression. The sentinel searched her, unbidden.

"No, please don't take that!" Phyolea had let him frisk her down until he touched her pendant. She had been holding it in her hand in silent appreciation for making it safely. The sentinel took it and inspected it closely. Satisfied that the pendant posed no threat, the sentinel grunted and tossed it back to her.

"Get out of here. We're in the middle of a coup d'état. If you're a smart little girl, you'll help us Denvali. Otherwise, you might die. Got it?" Phyolea's fear left her speechless. She only nodded. "Good." With that, the sentinel went on to the next traveler. "Welcome to Zeltiva. You can call it Neo Denval," he called as he left.

[Aylaru Loru'iel]

11 Fall, 513 AV


Aylaru's meditative trance was brutally interrupted by his collision with something rather solid. [...] His hands groped about for a moment, searching for the surface he had crashed into while swimming underwater during his half-aware state of meditation. When his fingers felt the smooth rocks his head had collided with, the realization of his location hit him harder than any stone wall could ever have: Zeltiva. He had finally reached his destination. [...]

He swam upwards along the rock wall of Zeltiva's docks until he reached the surface, then grabbed a protruding stone and hoisted himself out of the water. [...] When finally he was out of the water and standing on both feet, he found himself nose to nose with a man in full armor.

"State your business."

[...] Aylaru blinked twice and fainted on the spot.


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[Sinoa]

Sinoa 28 Fall, 513 AV It had felt like a century since Sinoa had stealthy become a stowaway on a ship to who knows where. The wooden create that the tiny Pycon had taken refuge is was cramped and uncomfortable but he was still thankful she had somehow managed to get herself out of Alvadas. While it was a beautiful city with many interesting sights, Sinoa didn't feel the least bit safe there nor was it a happy place to be. The Pycon hoped that his new destination was a peaceful one with many new things to see and places to explore. He had overheard the occasional conversation of a few of the crew and from what he could gather the ship was on course to Zeltiva. Growing up in his pyve back in Sylirus she had heard many wonderful things about Zetiva and how it was the city of knowledge. This information made the Pycon very excited but this was short lived as he also heard of a Coodayta that was plaguing the town which was a source of great anguish for the crew of the ship. Sinoa tried to imagine what this creature might look like but doing so only gave her terrible nightmares. When the ship arrived at it's destination, Sinoa sneaked out one of the port holes and into the water. After swimming to shore. She could see the Captain of the ship being interrogated by a very stern looking human man. The Captain seemed very nervous during the interaction and with Sinoa's limited understanding of human expression the Pycon couldn't understand why. As he walked around, Sinoa noticed that many people were tense and a few jumped in alarm when she greeted them. Sinoa was starting to feel that he should be on guard as well in case the Coodayta shows up.