[color=#DEC5D6][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/619241131355537409/1100624706715013160/Amisra.png[/img][/center] [color=#8D3B72]Time:[/color] 6pm [color=#8D3B72]Location:[/color] The Docks [color=#8D3B72]Interactions:[/color] N/A [color=#8D3B72]Aesthetic:[/color] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fd/a9/92/fda992621e86cb407cee5e29adc91d12.jpg]Top/Jacket[/url], [url=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/37/27/df/3727df206580c7ee734728cc0a1a74c3.jpg]Pants[/url], [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/8d/c1/d4/8dc1d429c2754585c4409ef9e969e209.jpg]Boots[/url], and [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/e6/e7/65e6e739c8a81c3d6f92d8c86b5751a6.jpg]Hair[/url] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1064772112633569330/1100627858638000148/Banner.png[/img][/center] Kalliope stepped off the gangway and breathed in the salty air of Caesonia's bustling port. It was evening, and the sun had just begun to dip below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow across the sky. The past two weeks had been rough for her. She had been sent on a job that required her to travel by ship and spent the last two weeks heading back on said ship, which wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for her bunkmate. The woman had talked nonstop the entire journey, leaving Kalliope with no reprieve from the constant chatter. For a brief moment, she’d even considered using her skills to rid herself of the woman, but trying to be rid of a body on a ship when there were many eyes to get past sounded more like a headache than it was worth. So now she had a buzzing headache that she desperately wished to get rid of and a hot bath with a good book sounded like the perfect cure. As she made her way through the busy streets of the docks, Kalliope couldn't help but feel relieved to be back on solid ground. While she didn’t mind traveling by ship, even enjoyed it sometimes, this time the constant swaying of the ship had made her queasy, and the noise of the waves crashing against the hull had kept her up at night. Or maybe it was just the snoring of her bunkmate. Gods above, she truly despised that woman now. She was looking forward to a good night's sleep in her own bed. Of course King Edin would like a debriefing on her mission, but that could wait until the morning. She truly didn’t know if she could deal with his idiocy tonight. As she walked, something caught her eye - a ship she didn't recognize. It was foreign yet familiar, and she couldn't resist the urge to investigate. Glancing at the name, the [i]Sada Kurau[/i], memories of a gruff old foreigner she'd befriended in the pit mine came flooding back. He had paid dearly for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, but she had found him endearing nonetheless. Maybe it was the fond memories of this man that drew her to the ship, or maybe it was simply her curiosity getting the better of her. She looked around, checking for any alert eyes, before silently slipping up the gangplank. She knew she shouldn't be snooping, but she found she couldn't resist. She wanted to find out more about these people and where they came from.[/color]