<div class="floatright">(http://i1053.photobucket.com/albums/s465/SolLua159/animationanimeartbeautifulcutegirl-64ea0219df9a8ab8028f7a170572ff08_h.jpg)</div>Time of day beginning post: Early Morning<br/>Time of day ending post: Noon<br/>Location beginning post: Dock<br/>Location ending post:<br/>Characters currently interacting with: None<br/>GM Intervention Request\Required? (Yes/no):  Yes<br/><br/>Callista stepped out onto the empty dock and sat down on it's edge, her long pale legs hanging down towards the surf.  She watched the horizon and the storm rolling in, breathing in the sea air.  Waves pounded against the dock, driven ahead of the winds and rain that would soon arrive.  The salty spray occasionally splashed Callista's legs, but she didn't seem to mind.  After trudging through the Duros mountains, it was a pleasure to be sitting by the ocean, even if the wind occasionally brought the smell of the docks to her nose.  Such smells weren't unknown to her, and had long since stopped bothering her the way they did some people.  Her wispy white dress fluttered in the sea breeze, revealing glances of her body and the dark leather that barely maintained decency.<br/><br/>She sat still on the dock, watching as a ship rolled into port across the water from her, disgorging her passengers and load.  One of the travelers seemed to be doing a little disgorging himself, which brought a whisper of a smile to her lips.  She recalled her own first experiences with sea travel.  Still, her eyes narrowed as she noticed the man's race and colouring.  An elf certainly, but unlike one she had ever seen.  Certainly unusual for this sleepy little port, but possibly just passing through.  She noted him, but paid little more attention as she returned to watching the storm grow ever closer.  Soon people would begin to seek shelter from the elements, and the bustling port town would batten down the hatches as well as any ship.  That would be the best time to go see Hari.  Her Master suggested she strike out on her own for a while, and get a different perspective.  One teacher could only teach so much, and there were experiences to have, and others to learn from.<br/><br/>She reached down and pulled out her dagger.  The magical blade gleamed with a sense of hunger.  It hadn't fed well on her trip here.  A few monsters and brigands was hardly a decent meal for the blade.  Callista smiled and sheathed the weapon.  If rumours were correct, there would be plenty of work to do.  As the thunder rolled over the town, she stood and stretched.  People bustled around, getting their last few errands done quickly before the storm hit.  Now was a good time.<br/><br/>She made her way off of the dock and along the streets of the town, finally arriving at the door she sought.  She knocked on the door, strong a deliberate but not urgent.  It was time to see if this Hari had anything to offer her for work.  She wasn't in need of gold, but it was never good to go too long withought income.