3rd day of winter 512 av
Treccho wanted a place to practice his craft, while flying just above the crowds he spotted an empty public bench facing the river. He gently landed on the bench facing the river and set his belongings on the ground next to him. The area wasn't quiet, it was full of busy Akalak's having loud conversations with one another but Treccho didn't mind and found it calming just hearing the sound of the rushing water down the river.
He reached into his bag and pulled out a few long leaves of kelp he had gathered a few hours ago and his medium sized crochet hook. He wrapped the thick kelp strand around his fingers to start the magic circle technique which was great for crocheting in the round. He chained 6 stitches into the loose circle and then condensed it into a smaller fairly symmetrical circle. He periodically weaved new leaves of kelp as he did his first row of increasing. After 5 rows of increasing he had ran out of kelp and needed to go get more.
He looked up from his work and found that he was being stared at from across the river. He wasn't sure if they were simply interested in what he was doing, or if they had never seen an Akvatari before. he packed up his things and flew towards the gates. he wished he could just fly in and out of the city with out going through the gates but he knew it would be rude not to.