The sun glared brightly at its apex, as the busy port of Betlam was bustling with sounds of conversations and goods being loaded unto ships. Large ships docked at their stations were either ready to depart, or waiting for departure.
Freya walked through the crowded pathways along with Artium and Roc, searching for their ship, named 'The Violet Basilisk'. It was the day of their departure from this continent, and the beginning of their voyage to the great continent.
“Look, there!” Art pointed to a ship a little further. It was a large ship with three sails. One huge main sail, and two smaller ones. Artium recognized it from this distance because its sails were of a violet color and had a large silver engraving of a basilisk’s head.
The two quickly reached the ship, where they had to show their tickets before boarding it. The ship was large but by no means massive, it could be easily maintained by a group of twenty.