Nowaru

- The ship will be here soon, don't worry, - Mira stroked the stray dog's tangled, dusty fur. - But I still have a lot to do! I need to gather a workforce, security, resources, provisions, all sorts of supplies. Have you seen a boy around here? He looks a bit like a scriptorium master; I wanted to hire him as an assistant. He should have been here by now. I hope nothing happened to him... But what could happen to a boy in Covellia? Money and food are lying around right on the ground here.