[h3]Velta Burr[/h3]
[h3]Averine City Docks[/h3]
Velta found her stroll was a pleasant one as she trailed Sir Obirrin and the young Silver Shield. Either the thugs knew she was not one to be trifled with or they had already scurried away at the sight of the reputed old knight and his armed companion. The two continued north along the main road with Velta shortly behind, they carried on past the Siren's Pride and into the streets of the Delucian district lined with tall, rich buildings. From here they turned to go down the eastward road from the Delucian district square towards the rich residential area of the city. It was almost without any doubt that the two were headed straight for Castle Sauvage.

History tells that Castle Sauvage, once upon a time known as Castle Aveliere after the great Empress, was originally built north-east of the oldest parts of Averine city, but growth and expansion have since caused the two to join. The castle boasts of the largest fortresses in the Empire, once the seat of Empress Aveliere and her military might. It has since become the home of one of the most influential and famous, or perhaps infamous, of the great noble Battlemage houses and is one of the only two houses who maintain a strong presence within the capital.

[h3]Arnlaug Leifsson[/h3]
[h3]Averine City Docks[/h3]
Having grown accustomed to the smell of sea air, the first thing Arnlaug is greeted by as he makes his way towards the streets bordering the wharf is squawking of seagulls overhead and the heavy smell of fish in the air. Children play, some of the townspeople, be it stevedores, sailors, merchants and the like occasionally glance at him as he passes by as if sizing him up. The wharf is lined with rows and rows of buildings, mostly warehouses and shops and the outside of these buildings are themselves lined with stalls, barrels and crates.

Eventually, after a few minutes of walking he finds himself at an Inn called the Rugged Fish. Just as he is approaching the front door he is accosted by an urchin who had been staring at him. The young girl has a dirty face, ragged clothes, bare feet and raggedy blonde hair which resembles a birds nest runs over and asks in the telltale accent of one who was born and raised inside the city "I can buff and shine your armour for just a few shards, monsieur! Sword-... Uh, axe as well if it needs doing."