<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IpnsqIokwJw/Vp2nuw3YgiI/AAAAAAAAAgI/9WIy4-UOiBE/s1600/milkyyyyy.jpg)</div>The smell of salted fish, of smoke rising from seaside taverns was a pleasing entry to the senses of the priestess. The seagulls were an indication of landfall, Miyuki stepping out on deck on her simple robes, vestments in black and red which survived the wreck. In the eyes of the other religions, Miyuki's outfit often was regarded as more fitting for a private room in a brothel than a prayer chamber, and often Miyuki was confused for a courtesan rather than the musician she was.<br/><br/>A bard. That's who Miyuki calls herself. Her voice, her song, they honoured her gods who blessed her in return. Ladies marveled her shape, and lords salivated over her. Still, the restrains of a palace or a bedchamber was not Miyuki's calling. Instead, Miyuki sought the thrills of adventure, seeking new artifacts and legends, uncovering new lands. Her brownish hair glowing in the sunlight, Miyuki patted the bottom of her trusty backpack. An enchanted vessel entrusted to her by the Shrine Keeper, it was Miyuki's second most prized possession, just before the lute which she was known to be a prodigy in. However, all she had now was a flute, Miyuki needing to pawn her beloved instrument for some coin in desperation.<br/><br/>Laelith. It was the first trading hub Miyuki has come to, and the biggest town... no... city, she set her eyes upon. Listening to the captain's words, Miyuki considered each proposition. If it came to worst, Miyuki would spend a night in the docks, but from previous experiences, the bard knew that it was not the wisest of choices. Trading in the marketplace seems a good idea, but Miyuki would consider it after a few trips into the outskirts, seeing the jungle hold plenty of promise.<br/><br/>The Guilds appealed the most to Miyuki, she herself hearing of adventurers belonging to such guilds during bed talk. She always admired the strong, gallant men and women who struck out into the unknown, and often wondered if she was worthy to join them in their quests. Mages and priests were bonded naturally by an affinity to magic, and neutrals on both sides often found common ground in a balance of spellcasting preferences. However, Miyuki planned to hit the Adventurer's Guild where possible, hoping to link up with a party well versed in the land. Selling her body for coin was the easiest method, but Miyuki wanted to be known as a Bard, not a Courtesan.<br/><br/>The bard's pouch contained a fair amount of coin, not much but enough for an adventurer to find her bearings. Stepping off the ship after giving the man a thank you smooch, Miyuki headed into town, her boots landing on solid ground for the first time in weeks. Stretching her arms as she wore an excited smile on her face, Miyuki adjusted her robes, making sure that she was properly covered and secured by the sash around her waist. The curve of her butt could be seen as she stood, the garment slightly lifted to the rear due to her toned shape, one of the Bard's prides.<br/><br/>Into the city she went, searching for directions towards the Adventurer's Guild. The day was ending, and if she could not reach her intended destination in time, an inn would have to suffice for the night.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Miyuki tries to search for the Adventurer's Guild, asking guards or vendors for any directions if possible.</div></div>