Crowds rushing through waves of creatures, the narrow space of the fish market in the morning creates a nauseating and sticky environment. Summer heat becomes unbearable to handle even in the early morning. It was inevitable to brush against each other, some let it pass and walked away, others stupid enough to grumble and spit out complaints. It was basically the most dreadful morning.
It's been four days since she grit her teeth and force herself to wake up in the morning for breakfast inside BloodRoot. There's nothing to brag about that tavern food, the taste itself wasn't prominent enough for her to sacrifice her precious time like this. Cora's famous spicy fish soup isn't suitable for her stomach to consume in the morning, but she still pushes through the market by the sea to enter BloodRoot.
