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Message: <blockquote data-quote="FitzTheRuke" data-source="post: 8778037" data-attributes="member: 59816">"Devin Mayhew?" the name on Sweet William's list was familiar a weaver-woman who was selling tapestries, "Why, he's right over there, roasting hazelnuts."From the back of his elk, William looked over the crowd and spotted a bearded old human man. His face was long and worn, but the shape of his nose was familiar. William remembered breaking it with a powerful kick during a brawl. But the old man had been just a youth then, one from a rival group of urchins.Charlie passed by a rabbit on an elk. Rabbit-folk were not an unusual sight in and around Kingsport, but the riding elk was unusual - certainly to one used to life at sea. On the other hand, Jak-Jak was native to an archipelago far to the south and would look just as strange to the rabbit as the elk did to him. Such was the wonders of a bustling port town.The tavern at the street market's T-junction had a sign with a painting of a fisherman throwing out a net while under the water was painted a large school of fish. The Fisherman's Bounty was just the sort of place where Charlie could find a crew, or get very drunk trying.[ooc]I think all we need is an appearance of Nic [USER=15132]@Steve Gorak[/USER] to move to the next scene. (The rest of you can continue on if you like, just don't leave the street!)[/ooc]</blockquote>