The priestess--who when she turned around, was actually a mortal with her face painted blue--stopped when they arrived at the dockside. A large flat-bottomed barge was waiting, looking quite unsuited for deep-water travel. The chill of the early morning was giving way to the usual slightly stifling warmth of Ascending Fire in this region, but Kersinta was shivering a little. The crowd cheered as she stepped on the boat, giving a glance back at her bodyguards.<br/><br/><em>"O Sea Lord, O Blessed Children, we present this offering. Let her cross from our land to your deep and tranquil realm....."</em>