"Brother Ade, look over there, there's a ship!"
Golden Bay Anchorage lay nestled under a serene valley, and looking up, the towering cliffs and the gloomy snow line seemed almost within reach—it was the northern spur of the Green Dragon Mountain Range.
The storm halted here, and after howling through the Maple Forest, it calmed down, leaving only a slight chill intermingled in the curtain of rain that beat against the leaves.
The Berio slowly passed a Cloud Bay, and amid Tianlan's cries of surprise, a moderately-sized brigantine appeared behind the valley.
It had a golden hull and red gunwales, hidden behind a stretch of maple trees. It had its sails furled and rested quietly.
A typical airship of the wing type, but it flew no navy flags—it was likely owned by an adventure group or a guild.
