47th Fall, 514 AV
Today was an interesting day. The news was that the Mischief would be pulling into the Port today, and with that came travellers, performances and the boat itself, which was always a marvel, whichever way you looked at it.
Karin had let herself of the house in the early morning and since then had been loitering throughout the city, but always slowly making her way down to the docks. The city itself hadn't held much interest today, so it wasn't surprising that she found herself at the port much earlier than she anticipated.
Unfortunately, as she wanted to see the boat, she couldn't exactly leave the port, meaning she couldn't go for a swim, or indeed go to the beach as was her custom. Instead, she spent the time waiting, watching people as she sat besides a fishmonger who had kindly shared his seat with her.
It seemed that a crowd was gathering, and soon she saw the reason why. The majestic boat was sailing into the harbour, pennants fluttering in the breeze and sails elegantly folding like swan's wings.
For a bell or perhaps more, the girl wandered closer and joined the swelling crowds. The portside was a mass of excitement, with fetes temporarily set up selling all kinds of jewels from distant shores, and performers winding their way through the people, juggling, dancing, carving mischief and trickery from the air, in true Alvad style.
Karin was enjoying it, but it was all a bit overwhelming. She wasn't entirely used to crowds, and this was a big one. Instead, she retreated a little, scanning the bustling, chatting people, with seabirds wheeling overhead and shouts and screams of amusement from children through to adults of all races at the festivities.
Today was an interesting day. The news was that the Mischief would be pulling into the Port today, and with that came travellers, performances and the boat itself, which was always a marvel, whichever way you looked at it.
Karin had let herself of the house in the early morning and since then had been loitering throughout the city, but always slowly making her way down to the docks. The city itself hadn't held much interest today, so it wasn't surprising that she found herself at the port much earlier than she anticipated.
Unfortunately, as she wanted to see the boat, she couldn't exactly leave the port, meaning she couldn't go for a swim, or indeed go to the beach as was her custom. Instead, she spent the time waiting, watching people as she sat besides a fishmonger who had kindly shared his seat with her.
It seemed that a crowd was gathering, and soon she saw the reason why. The majestic boat was sailing into the harbour, pennants fluttering in the breeze and sails elegantly folding like swan's wings.
For a bell or perhaps more, the girl wandered closer and joined the swelling crowds. The portside was a mass of excitement, with fetes temporarily set up selling all kinds of jewels from distant shores, and performers winding their way through the people, juggling, dancing, carving mischief and trickery from the air, in true Alvad style.
Karin was enjoying it, but it was all a bit overwhelming. She wasn't entirely used to crowds, and this was a big one. Instead, she retreated a little, scanning the bustling, chatting people, with seabirds wheeling overhead and shouts and screams of amusement from children through to adults of all races at the festivities.