A merchant ship docks in the Arrendalle port. The ports were full of merchants…and people seeking the creatures rumored to recently inhabit the mountains. Many have gone missing.
One of the passengers exits the ship wearing a simple traveler’s garb and inly a calvary saber on his side. His bag seems to be the heaviest part about him. If one were to go through it, they’d find weapons and armor that makes Arrendale’s seem cheap.
He enters the city, lighting a cigarette.
Blake looked wide eyed, thrown off guard by his sudden defensive movements. “I just wanted to be sure…..you know better then to assume I’d think you’re that shallow” said the Faunus woman.
Back in Arendelle, Elsa had finished preparing for bed. She was going through the castle making sure everything was good. “Yang?” She called her name as she passed her in the hall.
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