location: docks of white harbor
word had gotten back to her that another iron island ship had arrived at the docks that morning. being out by the whipping winds of the water morra made sure to bundle up more than usual. the white furred collar of her cloak, contrasted against her olive skin. strands of her dark curls were pulled by the wind from her braid. a grey sky loomed above them with threats of a possible storm on the horizon. she was thankful that the ship had gotten in the harbor safely before they would be tossed around by the churning sea. walking up the gangway of the ship she greeted some of the sailors who were unloading their supplies. the ones she knew well had given her a hug or a large handshake. “you’re going to need a better jacket than than farkas if you don’t want to be freezing your balls off.” the crowd of iron born laughed along with her.
up ahead on the dock she spotted the man she was looking for. it wasn’t hard to find him as the man stood a good heads length above some of the other crewmates. “captain!” morra called over towards him. “glad you see you arrived safe just in time to join us in freezing our asses off.” she joked. “i was not expecting you to be joining us so soon, but i am thankful to have you here.”
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