Emalia walked up to the gates of New Thalos behind several other travelers. Many of them seemed to appear out of nowhere, riding atop carts drawn by sickly looking mules and horses, others arriving in grand status on the backs of stately steeds. Still others walked the path just as she did, carrying bags almost certain to be laden with goods for sale rather than provisions for a trip. She did not stand out though her robes (recently cleaned), were bright white. With the regalia all around her in the form of merchants, she was in company that paid her no mind at all.
Emalia wandered into the large market square and stopped to take in the sight of it. It crawled with the seediest looking beggars and shops all around. She stopped into one just by chance, full of cages with animals. Nabil grinned easily and spoke in an accent that was completely different from anything Emalia had heard before. "Do you desire pets? I have monkeys, lizards, tigers-" "No... I must know... have you heard of the Temple of Lathander?" Nabil chuckled and waved his hand to his 'merchandise'. "Buy a pet, I will give you directions." "I hardly see how-" "Then leave my store."
Emalia muttered and looked around, choosing to take with her a tiger which, she promised herself, she would free soon. "You must take a boat far east of here." "And then?" "And then you get off the boat. What?"
Emalia sighed deeply and left the shop, walking to the docks. Sailors were everywhere, some loading up their ships, some unloading, and others leering at her with toothy smiles and tipping caps. Choosing to depart without having to ask for a boat, Emalia cast a spell of fly and kicked off from the ground in a small cloud of dirt. She rose only about six feet from the ground but it was enough to send some of the men running to catch a glance under her robe. 'How disgusting,' she thought as she willed herself forward and over the sea.
The water was mostly calm as she drifted over what seemed like an endless expanse. Under the light of the sun, the surface of the water exploded into shimmering light not unlike the brilliant cut of a diamond. The salty air whipped against her face and she breathed it in deeply. Far, far in the distance, she saw what she thought might be an island, and feeling herself slowly wearing out, she sped forward deciding to make camp there to regain her stamina.
