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If Phaedra's first two days in Ynnis had been a whirlwind she didn't even have words to express what the next three had been like. She'd completed her citizen registration, and then headed back to the inn, hoping to learn a little more about where she might seek out permanent employment in the city. She'd hardly been five steps through the door before she noticed an eccentric looking woman seating in a booth. Her clothing was all shades of purple, and awfully shiny. Silk, or satin, or ...

The last day had been a whirlwind for Phaedra. She'd descended the gangplank into a whole new life. She'd found directions to an inn near the docks and paid for a week of accommodations. Others who'd travelled with her on the ship had already left the city, heading further inland to Azzaru. They'd spoken at length about how prosperous the city was, build on mines that produced some sort of mineral that powered the steam carriages. But in truth, Phaedra could hardly picture a place more prospe...

Phaedra's fingertips brushed the smooth planks that made up the wall beside her bunk for a final time. She spent a moment imagining how many other travelers had done the same. This ship had been back and forth between Itona and the Old World for years and years, carrying hundreds of passengers each time. Everyone on their way to their new destinies on a foreign shore. A little shiver ran down her spine. Her imaginings were interrupted by deck hands above beginning to shout that they we...