Winona's Beginning
- The Sea Gates of Riverfall
- Apr 9, 2016
- 2 min read
"Welcome, traveler. Here is a scroll of welcome from the city. It contains a list of our laws, a map of the city, and some advertisements from local businesses that sponsor these scrolls to be made. You can feel free to come in if you agree to our laws and turn this scroll back in when you leave so we can reuse it." A big blue man held out the scroll parchment towards the deaf chaktawe that stood at the edge of the port. Winona swiveled her head left and right, ogling the huge change of scenery from endless waves to land. And not only that, but it was a land with blue and green and purple people! Traveling by ship was exciting at first since she had never been on a boat before, but being plagued with sea sickness wasn't the greatest experience for the young chaktawe. However, as glad as Winona was to reach land, the land had offered a whole new challenge for her. The chaktawe was drenched with sweat with her hair sticking to the back of her neck. It was so unbelievably hot that Winona ended up ripping off her shawl and pulling her hair up to let her sweaty skin breathe. Winona grew up in the desert and was used to the scathing heat—but Riverfall? A fog of humidity blanketed over the city and suffocated them. At least the Burning Sands had dry heat... Was it always like this here? Winona's attention shifted back to the big blue man and the scroll in his hand. Did he say something? "Do you agree to the laws, traveler?" He repeated, cocking an eyebrow at her. The chaktawe's heart did a hurdle, cautiously taking the scroll from the man. "I am sorry. I cannot hear—" She began, pointing to one of her ears as a light blush blossomed across her face. "Could you repeat... Please?" At first, the blue man flashed a look of shock, but nonetheless he repeated his welcoming message to the deaf chaktawe. However, this time he said it much slower and elongated the vowels far too much. Winona willed herself not to get too impatient and nodded quickly, glancing down at the scroll. "Yes, I agree." When Winona's black eyes returned to the blue man, she noticed him nodding in approval. A strange sensation settled over her... And it wasn't the sweat that was rolling down her back. "Welcome to Riverfall, traveler."
— 22, Spring 516 AV
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