Rhy-Din
Day 1
My arrival on the beaches of Rhy-Din herald a new beginning for me, and I find my thoughts at that moment a swirl of barely contained excitement, and stirring of dread. I had left homes before, for less reason, and for more, with little fluttering of fear or anxiety. However at this moment, thought had settled on one thing, why I had left Thebes. The man who had been grand marshal there had had little love for, and was very angered when his son had fallen enamored with me and had invited me to the dance for the season changing dance, the fall solstice.
I had been an enjoyable night, until...but anew, this is a fresh start and there is no reason to go back, when forward is where my eyes should be set. I spent the day exploring this bustling town, walking most of it, Jewel was still suffering from the boat trip here, the poor dear truly does not like the water, and for fear of colic I lead her instead of riding her. I had stopped briefly for something to eat at a sweet little sea side retreat and observed those around me.
One gets paid little attention here when dressed discreetly, I had been bundled in my black cloak and a red velvet dress with a higher collar then was my normal taste. But then, it seemed more appropriate for people watching. As the day waned on I found myself wearied and eventually found my way to an inn, a dim lit place, with old wood floors and a bar on site. I imagine it could get quite rowdy in a place such as this on the right night.
I procured a room for the night and after seeing Jewel to a comfortable bed I myself found my way in. Let me describe it, for I have scarcely ever lived in such a small place, it is but two rooms, the first hardly large enough for the lumpy and over stuffed bed, with foot truck for valuables, the lock is long sense gone from its latch, and stone fire place, that has blackened from years of use and over burning. The floor is cold wood and the small wardrobe would barely fit even one of my trunks worth of clothing, I fear my belongings will have to remain at the port until suitable residents can be found.
The other room is much smaller, with a water basin sink the barely trickles and a large tub, but no plumbing to it. The tub makes it very cramped in deed, with barely any room for the lou at all. I will make what I can of it and move on, I fee I will have to live out of what few dresses I have with me, may tomorrow bring more light then today did.
Day 1
My arrival on the beaches of Rhy-Din herald a new beginning for me, and I find my thoughts at that moment a swirl of barely contained excitement, and stirring of dread. I had left homes before, for less reason, and for more, with little fluttering of fear or anxiety. However at this moment, thought had settled on one thing, why I had left Thebes. The man who had been grand marshal there had had little love for, and was very angered when his son had fallen enamored with me and had invited me to the dance for the season changing dance, the fall solstice.
I had been an enjoyable night, until...but anew, this is a fresh start and there is no reason to go back, when forward is where my eyes should be set. I spent the day exploring this bustling town, walking most of it, Jewel was still suffering from the boat trip here, the poor dear truly does not like the water, and for fear of colic I lead her instead of riding her. I had stopped briefly for something to eat at a sweet little sea side retreat and observed those around me.
One gets paid little attention here when dressed discreetly, I had been bundled in my black cloak and a red velvet dress with a higher collar then was my normal taste. But then, it seemed more appropriate for people watching. As the day waned on I found myself wearied and eventually found my way to an inn, a dim lit place, with old wood floors and a bar on site. I imagine it could get quite rowdy in a place such as this on the right night.
I procured a room for the night and after seeing Jewel to a comfortable bed I myself found my way in. Let me describe it, for I have scarcely ever lived in such a small place, it is but two rooms, the first hardly large enough for the lumpy and over stuffed bed, with foot truck for valuables, the lock is long sense gone from its latch, and stone fire place, that has blackened from years of use and over burning. The floor is cold wood and the small wardrobe would barely fit even one of my trunks worth of clothing, I fear my belongings will have to remain at the port until suitable residents can be found.
The other room is much smaller, with a water basin sink the barely trickles and a large tub, but no plumbing to it. The tub makes it very cramped in deed, with barely any room for the lou at all. I will make what I can of it and move on, I fee I will have to live out of what few dresses I have with me, may tomorrow bring more light then today did.