Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140204235925/@comment-11457306-20140207031317

Anneken jumped down from the driver's box and ran a hand absently over the horse nearest her as she moved toward the path which led through the town. The place smelled of smoke and fish. The smoke was from the smelters--the fish--well, it was obviously a port, with the small harbor occupying the center of the village.

Brighid climbed down from the back and trotted forward to walk by her sister. "The museum is there," she said to Anneken, pointing to the end building across the water.