"We need to get you girls, some armour and weapons. Then we have to come back here with the paper stamped by the blacksmith," Valora muttered.
Valora called the coachman and he woke up from his sleep. He turned the carriage around and went near them.
"Do you know a blacksmith near the docks, owned by one Gerald?" Valora asked the coachman.
The coachman nodded and the party entered as before. The carriage moved for some time and they reached the place. Valora got out of the carriage to be surrounded by the smell of salt and seawater. Ships were lined on the docks and from them, Valora saw mackerels, clams, crabs and fruits carried away by men. Seagulls perched on the masts of ships and stray cats waited for the food to fall from carts.
