The come and go of crowds filling the port caused the flustered Crion to get pushed around like a sack of potatoes. Only because of Alin's tight grip on his arm, did he manage to stay rooted in place. Crion tried to pull away, noticing the way his heartbeat had once again beat out of control. Although, he couldn't even control his reddened neck and tip of his ears.
The port is filled with boisterous visitors and citizens of Qye. Some offer carriages to the capitals with competitive prices, others promote the nearest cheap inn and tavern, some pulling in customers to their store almost by force. It was a sight only to be found during the Lantern Festival inside Qye, oddly enough more crowded than last year or the year he ever visited.
