~~ Eliant-21-1362dr
Nethentier
Dusk falls on a fetid harbor washed blessedly clean by a cool rain that gave the harbor a glow like fire as the setting sun dipped below the storm clouds and quickly sliding below the horizon. The docks bustled with newly arrived sailors hurrying to move cargo to the warehouses and themselves to their warm meals.
The captain counted out their pay for the work they had done on the journey and offers to pay a couple of the smaller coins in the remaining pile to help finishing unload the remaining cargo. After the work is done they say their farewells to some of the more jovial crew members and head off to their favorite haunts. A stout Jovial shadow shouts over towards the group that the "Gurgling Mermaid" would serve as well as any other dive on the waterfront if they didn’t find anything better. The time of day tells them that pickings may be slim at this hour so they head down the winding cobblestone street in the direction indicated.
The partys footsteps splash through shallow puddles that hide in the shadows of multi-storied building further down the waterfront a violent splash draws Arinel's attention to a sack hurling through the air. Sea weed and moss land with a distinctive slap on the stones at the elven womans feet. She carefully opens it, making room for Rin to see as she does. Inside are several fresh cuts of fish, freshwater, mussels and a beautiful clam-shell case The cases gold clasp glistens cheerily in the light from a nearby common house.
The archer reaches in and pulls the case out of the other contents, shaking away bits of loose seaweed. Her long delicate fingers open the case with a satisfying click between her fingers allowing the lid to fall back and reveal a small trove of silver and pearls with a large sapphire nestled comfortably in the strange fabric of the clam-shell interior. They continue on their way to the appointed "inn" and were greeted by a lewd sign of a mermaid and a fisherman. The diminutive cleric shrugs and waves the party to follow before through the garishly painted front door.
After bartering for a clean room, the matron of the house claimed it a bargain prices at the ridiculous price before pointing out that the only reason she had an available room was because one of her girls had given birth that morning. And told them they were welcome to try some of the more prim establishments up the road. The small cleric paid the coin and moved as quickly as he could to the room. The parties heads swiveled as they followed.
After finding their appointed room Rock looks the plush accommodations over with wry twist at the corner of his eyes before calling down a blessing to cleanse the bed. After the blessing is complete, the incense still hanging cloingly in the air, Rock began stringing up his hammock between two of it's posts while Arienel and Evie strip the bed of it's coverings and then lay their own bedrolls over the top. The pair get comfortable sleeping face to foot while Rin and Arian take up space on the floor.
