As we traveled along the road, the signs of agriculture began to appear more and more until finally the farming communities began to appear. People seemed fine, hard at work on their humble lands, but it was the large walls that caught my eye more... after all, those would be the ears that'd pay me the most. As we made our way through the "definitely compensating for something" gates, it was clear this place was a port town, the smell of the sea breeze making its way up my nose made that clear before I saw the masts of the boats.
So this is where this letter has lead us?, I would like to make my way to the grandest of halls here and the finest of beds to rock~ i hear nobles are soft and warming in bed... BUT, for now we can find lodgings.