Nowaru

-Mirusha! - Adylika exclaimed joyfully, spotting familiar outlines at the entrance. -It's been so long! -The little girl rushed to hug her friend, wrapping her arms tightly around her. -I've been waiting so long! So, when are we setting sail? Let's hurry, I haven't traveled on a ship in ages!

"Next time, she'll have a knife in her hand."
- The ship will be ready soon, don't worry, - Mira stroked the little girl's tangled, dusty hair. - But I still have a lot to do! I need to gather a workforce, security, resources, provisions, all sorts of supplies. Have you seen the boy? He looks a bit like a scriptorium master; I wanted to hire him as an assistant. He should have already arrived. Unless something happened to him... But what could happen to a boy in Covellia? Money and food are lying right on the ground here.