Cold Case [Violet] Dec 22, 2016 12:49:49 GMT -7
Post by Nikolai Swiftwind on Dec 22, 2016 12:49:49 GMT -7
7th of The Scales of Judgement. Aissic.
Nikolai hated boats. If there was one thing he had learned from his experience while travelling to this godsforsaken country it was that he absolutely, completely hated boats. But, they had finally arrived in Aissic and it had been a much faster and technically safer option than taking the long, walking route would have been so while he hated the experience, he didn't hate that they were now safely in the country where their last clue had indicated the younglings might be. Where his sister may be. He would ride in a hundred boats if it meant getting her back.
Violet had told him that Aissic was much colder than Niseca, and when he had informed her that he had furs for cold weather she had laughed and said that it was even colder than Niseca cold, and he would need something better than just furs. It was difficult to find clothing for a centaur, but at least a shirt had been easy enough. He got one with thick material and long sleeves, which he personally didn't like wearing because it felt very constricting after spending a majority of his life wearing nothing but the occasional fur, but Violet insisted. She had perhaps also seemed disappointed he would have to wear a shirt though. In addition to the shirt he had a pair of warm gloves and a thick cloak with a hood. The cloak was long enough it could rest across his back to help keep it warm as well. He had the option of leg warmers, but the idea of buying something that was made for bipeds to use on the horses they rode was unsettling to him, and he figured he would be fine as he was.
Now that they were here, he felt maybe next time leg warmers might not be such a bad idea, but otherwise he was glad that Violet had insisted on better winter wear. Besides, he didn't anticipate being outside the whole time, as they would need to talk to people and figure out where the younglings were. Or then again maybe he would be outside most of the time, as most buildings weren't exactly centaur friendly. It was hard enough getting through most doors, let alone fitting in a small room that was also crowded with people. He might have to rely on Violet for this.
The crew on the ship hadn't heard of any kidnapped centaur children, but then again there were hundreds of boats that went in and out of Aissic every day. It was the people in Aissic that would have the answers they needed. Violet had mentioned that every place had its underground, where the seediest members of society gathered, and it was likely there that they would find more information.
"Boats were not made for hooves," Nikolai lamented as they finally reached port and could get off the blasted thing. "But at least we're here, and in one piece. So far so good."
Anja had followed the ship, choosing to fly a majority of the time but occasionally perching on the crow's nest to rest her wings. Nikolai wondered if she would be ok in the cold, but she hadn't seemed to complain about it yet.