"So this is the Port of Dawn, huh?" In one of the several docks of the port, Laplace remarked as she stepped out of the gangplank while covering her face with her pale arms from the gleaming light of the golden sun.
The UNS Trinity of Solace was anchored in Dock 1 of the 5 docks in the Port of Dawn. Due to the battleship's size, it took some time and guidance for them to be moored onto the dock.
Laplace observed the busy docks and the warships anchored along them. Dozens of strange iron carriages were parked and appeared to be prepared for the returning naval personnel.
"It's pretty big." Laplace noticed the massive size of the Port of Dawn. It was like a tiny city, which was very unlike the villages of various tribes.
Perhaps, the only structures that could rival what she was seeing were none other than the Colonial Dominions.
