12, Winter, 513 The winds and spray of the sea chilled all of the sailors to the bone, as they moored the ship. The majority of the crew paid little attention to the young woman who had temporarily joined their crew. Her fiery hair made her clearly stand out from the rest of the group. She too aided in the work to keeping the vessel from drifting away from the shore. Kena, like a handful of the crew she joined on the trip away from the warm embrace of Mount Skyinarta, headed inward in search of somewhere to stay. Alerted previously about the man, Coren, the inarta girl kept looking around for the man to show up. She determined, as did a number of the other soaked and freezing sailors, that the nearby tavern would be an optimal choice to settle into rather than to deal with the greeting party out in the exposed icy air. |
