Path of Crafting

The journey to the apothecary institute had to be one of the most memorable and wondrous experiences Emery had ever had in his entire fifteen years of existence. It couldn't certainly compare to those horse-drawn carriages but was on par with the floating castles or even the portal wherein you take one step and then you'd find yourself in a different location in an instant. Still, the thing that stood out the most was the refreshing rush of air on his face and freedom he had felt as if he was a bird flying in the sky.

The gnawing feeling on his stomach didn't last long as he found the sights around him were worth it. Soon, they arrived at a much towering building where there were also lots of flying boats entering and exiting. They landed on one of the balconies and when they got off the boat-bird, Emery followed Master Grom and was greeted by another acolyte wearing a slightly different uniform that had an emblem of a triangular container on the chest.