[b]The Hunt for Diana[/b]

As Nadira made her way off the ship she stopped to stretch, traveling by sea (especially a sea of blood) was not her favorite form of travel, wielding blood magic was one thing, sailing on a sea entirely of blood was another . She began to relax as the smell of sandstone and the familiar sounds of home surrounded her.

She was born and raised in Tuleria, but Southblood was her home, she had spent many years in this place under Teila's tutelage. She had not spoken much to anyone on board the vessel, other than a brief conversation with Maher before he departed on another vessel. She smiled as she remembered him giving yet another of his lectures about religion and whatnot, her brother was mad, that's all she could put his obsession down too.

Having lived in Southblood Nadira knew her way around the place fairly well. She turned to her companions [b]“I know my way around here, I can take us too the inn if you like”[/b]

A few moments later Nadira started off for the inn specified. Stuffing her hands in her pockets she stopped, she felt something, a bit of paper. Removing the paper from her pocket she discovered a note with a simple message to travel into the eastern quarters and go into a weaver's shop known as the Crescent Sisters' finery. [b]“Hold on, I'm not sure what this means but..”[/b] She showed her companions the note and sighed. [b]“Well, I suppose this doesn’t help us much does it, I know the shop specified in the note also, if you wish to carry onto the inn go ahead, But I feel as though I should follow this”[/b]

 Nadira pointed out the way toward the inn should either of her companions choose to go there instead. [b]“Feel free to come with me”[/b]

She turn on her heels and made her way in the other direction towards the weavers shop. As she began to walk away from the docks a sense of relaxation washed over her.. as if she were being protected by some unseen ally.