Open The Docks Sibling Sojourn

“So this is it, then.”

Lorcan’s statement was notably devoid of opinion beneath his words as the small vessel nosed its way into the Imperium’s harbour. Truly, he could not make sense of it. It was certainly impressive in scale for a fox who had only visited the odd village or town: the ships were immense, the dockside a bustling heave of busy creatures, and the entire place thrumming with the rhythm of a life he had never known. However, it all seemed somewhat…underwhelming in its simplicity. The fox hadn’t been entirely certain of what he’d expected Bully Harbour to feel like, but now he felt decidedly stupid: of course it would be like anywhere else but much larger.

The weather was noticeably cooler, though. His ears twitched as vagrant breezes stirred his fur, dark eyes scanning the quay in silent assessment. Finding work was going to be the priority and stubbornness in him was determined to see if he could do so without coasting on the reputations of his parents. Considering how well previous employment had gone, however, the prospects weren’t likely fantastic. Still, a city this size would at least mean he’d never be short of options.

Turning to look down at his sister whilst the ship prepared for disembarkation, Lorcan shrugged his broad shoulders. “I’m not daft thinking this isn’t…exactly what I expected, am I?”
 
Though Kinza maintained a mask of nonchalance, learnt over years of putting up with prankster parentage, her own feelings were a contrast to her sibling's. The noise and chaos of the harbour swelled within her, a calling she had felt all her life. Whatever disappointments her eyes told her of the grime and unsavoury characters they had walked among, seeing the fabled ship made it shine true gold. It was only a ship, and yet it felt like long lost family. She gave Lorcan an affectionate sneer.​

"Yer always daft. I expect it's never expected to be what we expected. We signing up or wot?"
 
Back
Top