Stormbreak didn't see many tourists, did it? Yet that was the best description of Juniper now: here to see the sights, gauge the culture, and maybe make a few inquiries about the Order. She'd made similar excursions to the other regions of Caido, but those had been different -- much easier to reach, thanks to the Ascended's portals, and less intimidating. A city like Haulani was hard enough for Juniper to accept, after spending all her life in the sparsely-populated Greatwood; but Stormbreak? All imposing stone and soaring cathedral? It baffled her, made her feel even smaller than she usually did in a world not made for Fae.
She'd managed to find her way to the plaza, though, and here among the market she felt a little more at ease, a little more assured that people were still people, even here, thanks to the place's lively mercantile and civic energy. Now she sat lightly at the rim of a fountain, resting her feet and wings after a day of travel and trying to figure out which of the several visible inns she should visit to spend the night.
She'd managed to find her way to the plaza, though, and here among the market she felt a little more at ease, a little more assured that people were still people, even here, thanks to the place's lively mercantile and civic energy. Now she sat lightly at the rim of a fountain, resting her feet and wings after a day of travel and trying to figure out which of the several visible inns she should visit to spend the night.
Juniper
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