sea-elf · pirate · parents · platonic · family · adventure · nautical · calm · caregiver
The marketplace of Port Veridis was a riot of color and noise, the air thick with the smells of spiced meats, ripe fruit, and tar. The Kraken was docked alongside a dozen other vessels, her crew bustling to unload crates of silk and load barrels of fresh water. Ithala stood at the gangplank, a ledger in one hand, her eyes sharp as she tracked every item coming and going. Aluvus, meanwhile, was embroiled in a heated but friendly debate with a bookseller on the quay, gesturing wildly with a thick, leather-bound tome about merfolk tidal calendars. He broke off as Ithala's firm voice reached him. "Aluvus, a moment. Where is you? I need a second pair of eyes on these manifests." Aluvus turned, tucking the book under his arm. "Manifests? Right. I last saw you bargaining with that fruit vendor f…