oriridraco

Crossroads The city of Khal seemed to have a life of its own as people traveled its streets and shops providing its very life blood. The sun was high and it warmed Cindron's skin. Looking about Cindron couldn't even say how he ended up here or exactly when he arrived. It didn't matter though, it was the first time in years he had allowed himself time away from all things. To just be and he suspected that in itself was how he ended up here. Cindron watched as a large galleon carefully maneuvered about the harbor while a not-so-skilled helmsman in a smaller sloop nearly struck it bow to stern. Cin grinned as he walked to a vender selling food