Post by strawberrymilk on May 3, 2024 13:10:28 GMT -5
Nian had never before thought that air could have a 'taste'. Perhaps it was just because the island she grew up on was simple and clean, a smell in the air she was used to, but air that tasted foul when you sucked it in? Never in her life had she experienced anything of the kind until arriving on Dauntaun, which had definitely been a mistake in the first place.
This place was wretched, if she ever saw the guy who had told her this was a great place to go if one was looking to build their own ship she'd hurl him into the sea. She hadn't even been here for a complete 72 hours and already she was set on one thing, and that was leaving as soon as possible. Of course for that she needed a few supplies. Her small boat could at least get her from island to island as long as she didn't go too great a distance but she still needed to stock up on food and water.
Unfortunately the prices for things like that were...perhaps a little extreme. She didn't have a ton of money either, and so yesterday and at least part of today had been spent shopping around for jobs. Nian did have a selection of very useful skills in terms of carpentry and engineering, she was a highly qualified shipwright and those skills could be applied to other places. It put her in a better position than most of the people she passed by on the street but it was obvious from the handful of people she'd spoken to in her search that they'd be trying to tie her down.
Nian stood back up against a wall at the edge of one of the city's many crowded busy streets, there was a cloth wound around her face, covering nose and mouth like a mask. It had been lightly doused with a sweet smelling liquid and was about the only reason she could tolerate walking through this place at all. 'Maybe I should just steal some food and run...ugh, but that sounds like such a lame start to a career of piracy...and could I even do that without breaking my promise?'
She had promised her father that she'd only fight to protect her own life after all. She could steal without fighting of course, but if she got caught and attacked, would defending herself qualify? Nian tilted her head up to look at the smoggy sky, green hair drawing a few looks from passersby...along with her curious outfit. There really only seemed one thing to say about her current situation.
"This sucks."