[Vereena]
The strong scent of herbs permeated my senses soon as I came to rouse, hush voices murmuring in the distance.
What happened?
I don't know what happened, the last time I remember was falling off the ship after I melted the metal spoon with my bare hands and made the bowl of soup boil while I was holding it. Though a few images were flurrying in haze inside my head, they won't come into focus no matter how hard I tried.
One thing I noticed is that my bed wasn't swaying, that could only mean that we weren't at the sea. Had we docked in a port? What was the name again? Silver-I doesn't remember, but one thing I am certain of is this place should be freezing cold knowing that we are here now at the southern ocean.
Strange enough, it feels anything but cold. Rather, wherever this place is, it felt warm and cozy, especially the smell of herbal medicine wafting around me and the soft cracking which I suspected was coming from a fireplace. Are we in an inn?
