Ren stifled a yawn and leaned against the pole around which the Sea Dog was anchored. The sun made him sleepy and he couldn’t do a thing whilst Crooks was out at his meeting, if it could be called that. He closed his eyes and folded his arms enjoying the smells of Theros. He could smell the heady spices indicative of Xin food. He listened to the constant buzz of noise and picked out all the different accents. There was no such thing as a person from Theros, this place was the world and everybody was welcome here, kings or paupers, young or old. He cracked an eye open and saw two young women strolling past looking up at the Sky Dog. One
The port of Theros was as great a marvel as Alicia’s books had always said. The sun shone down on the beating heart of the Aryshian kingdom and in the middle of it stood Alicia. Proud ships were anchored to the port and the bobbed gently on the wind. Above Alicia, an eagle drifted lazily on the updrafts of the wind. She watched it briefly before she started to move through the crowd of traders, merchants and travellers. A fire dancer waltzed about on a platform, the sun reflected off the pieces of silver on her clothes and she appeared to dance in flames. She spun and her long braid whipped about her tanned body as she slowly raised he