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[b]Interacting with:[/b] Ren, Maize [@Solace], Eli [@LordVoldemort][/center]

The wind was always her loyal company during her travels. Upon the back of Icarus, [b]Rhea[/b] could see for miles ahead. It was on top of her wyvern that she truly felt free, and she couldn't imagine a day without her noble steed. But despite the liberty that she felt while Icarus rode on the breeze, she couldn't help but feel like her legs were falling asleep. Not to mention, her rear and back ached a considerable amount. For how long had they been traveling? She couldn't remember. Had it been two days, or three?

There was a crowd of people at the gates below, and Rhea urged her wyvern into a lazy glide above their tiny caravan. Weren't they letting civilians into Port Sesta? Her eyes narrowed slightly as her gaze turned towards the ocean. Strangely enough, there were ships in the harbor, but not ones she immediately recognized.  [color=A2C257][b]"Are those..?"[/b][/color] she mumbled to herself. Pushing her heels against Icarus' sides again, she guided him down to where the rest of them were.

[color=A2C257][b]"There are two ships in the harbor, and I think they're Anarcan,"[/b][/color] Rhea told Maize, Eli, and Ren as she landed beside them. Their horses were already used to Icarus, but they still whinnied at the sight of him.  [color=A2C257][b]"But other than that, I can't see anything else."[/b][/color]

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[b]Interacting with:[/b] Ursa [@Solace][/center]

While she didn't know what drove her to Port Sesta, she had to admit that it was quite the pretty place. Maybe she was blinded by her new discovery, maybe not-- but, to [b]Bell[/b], it might as well have been the most wonderful city she encountered on her travels so far. The girl wandered about Port Sesta for a little bit, coming across different types of vendors and stores that sold their wares so close to the shore. There was a wonderful scent of salt and wind that she couldn't get enough of, but there was also the pungent odor of fish and... well, drunkards.

Bell wrinkled her nose as she sat at one of the many wooden tables of a tavern, simply resting there so she could restore her energy. There had been too many hours of walking around the port city, and her passion for it was quickly dying down. For a moment, she felt a bit homesick; she wondered how her father had reacted to her disappearance, and if he was looking for her now. Huddling near the wall, she was lucky that none of the strange men in the tavern approached her, and she decided that she was also lucky that she had a few moments of peace to herself.

The entrance to the tavern burst open with a loud thud, and Bell's head snapped in its direction. An unwelcome face stormed into the rickety building, pinpointing one of the other women in the tavern and demanding that she turn in her weapons. When she didn't reply, the brute's axe met several of the tables. Fear struck her heart-- what was happening? The people around her were terrified, but not just because the man was causing havoc. There was something else, she knew, but what?

Her eyes followed the soldier's footsteps, her heart beating wildly in her chest. Her feet were frozen to the ground. Should she run? Were they all in danger? But the woman acted first; she threw the table towards the crazed man, who parted it with the curved edge of his blade. But it had had only been a distraction, for the woman's blade met the naked flesh of his throat. Bell's eyes went large, and she jumped to her feet as the woman sought to rush out into the streets once more.

[color=CC99CC][b]"Wait! I'll come with you!"[/b][/color] Bell called out after her as she scampered to the woman's side. [color=CC99CC][b]"I can fight, if you need me!"[/b][/color][/color]