After eating a fine dinner at the Dungaroon’s residence, Tiffanie excused herself from the group just as the tension about Adela was beginning to grow. “I’m sorry I had another engagement to attend to,” she said.
Peren, also a bit uncomfortable, said, “I’ll show you to the door.” Continue reading “After Dinner Confusion, A Day of Answers”
After several days at sea, finally they had arrived. Thalassa was like nothing Tiffanie had ever seen. As the ship approached the seawalls, or what the Thalassan’s called the Aegis, she saw the silver spires and golden domes of the central city island, the heart of Thalassa, loomed large above them. The rest of the city, built on the plain surrounding the isle was a myriad of buildings, roads, and canals. Ships and boats seemed to be everywhere. Passing through the Aegis’s seawall opening, the ship moved toward a port on the northwest part of an island, a merchant area perhaps, nearby the central city hub. Jocelyn smiled, “I’ve actually only been here once, and I was very young then.” Continue reading “Tiffanie, Jocelyn, and the Will of Khord: Part 2”