Continued from
Chapter II.
The trip from the Circle of Daria to the Dorn river is a quick one; it is still mid-afternoon by the time you arrive.
Across the river from you lies the city of Dornsby. A squat keep at its southern end looks out over the mighty Dorn river, and the city sprawls to its north, edged in outgrown fortifications like some fancy layered cake.
On the near side of the river are a few plain buildings within a simple wooden palisade, and a small dock for a ferryboat. Passage on the boat is advertised as just a few copper.
The guards at the gate (really just a hole in the palisade) don't seem quite sure whether to stare at Luma, or look very definitely away from someone so obviously dangerous. In either case, they seem unlikely to bother the two of you.