Nobody was going to Norway, not a single ship. Blair stood lost on the docks looking around, where should she head to first? She had no clue.
"All of you pick up the pace! The sooner we hoist anchor the sooner we leave!" Blair heard a strict sounding woman off to the far end of the dock.
It was rather commanding and she had a very strange accent Blair has never heard before.
Sowly she walked over to that side and found the tall woman standing on a ship that looked different from the others, in the side of its hull it had square holes, almost like windows, the men rolled barrels of water up the gangway with haste, she even kicked one to speed him up.
"Uh, excuse me? Might I ask where this ship is off to?" Blair cautiously asked, the woman had, what Blair could now figure after traveling by ship a lot, a captains hat and uniform, but she never saw the colors before, above that she was slightly scary, but breathtakingly tall for a woman.
