Chopsalot
06-18-16, 03:54 PM
Corone was a location that didn't bring back very good memories for Cath, but she had business to attend to on the island. She'd bought a bow - from an otter nonetheless which was a bizarre experience - but no more perplexing than her life so far.
Radasanth was named the "City of Heros," and all along the streets stood statues of the heralded Knights and Diplomats who'd founded the city and helped to keep the peace.
Walking by the docks, where large ships lay awaiting cargo and passengers, the High Elf wrinkled her nose at the fish smell. And then simultaneously her stomach growled so loud that she could hear it, although on the crowded street no one else did.
Ducking into a tavern, she approached the bar and ordered the seafood stew, which came with various tentacles and other unidentifiable shellfish.
Beggars can't be choosers, she thought as she tucked into the stew with vigor. And at least she was free now. Freedom is worth every last bit of horrible kelp and catfish gruel, she thought smiling.
Radasanth was named the "City of Heros," and all along the streets stood statues of the heralded Knights and Diplomats who'd founded the city and helped to keep the peace.
Walking by the docks, where large ships lay awaiting cargo and passengers, the High Elf wrinkled her nose at the fish smell. And then simultaneously her stomach growled so loud that she could hear it, although on the crowded street no one else did.
Ducking into a tavern, she approached the bar and ordered the seafood stew, which came with various tentacles and other unidentifiable shellfish.
Beggars can't be choosers, she thought as she tucked into the stew with vigor. And at least she was free now. Freedom is worth every last bit of horrible kelp and catfish gruel, she thought smiling.