The sun was high in the sky, looking over the land when the group finally traversed the final stretch of road.
The smell hit them first, not the scent of wood and damp earth that they'd grown used to over the last week and a half, but a sharp saltiness that stung the nose.
"We're finally here!" Jack shouted with a grin. "Welcome to Kahl, the Northern continent's seaport city!"
As the carriage rattled down the coastal road, the view of the seaport city unfolded before them like a sprawling map.
Built into a massive, natural limestone dome that curved around a deep-water bay, the seaport was a vertical structure of buildings.
The deep-water bay was connected to the ocean, it wasn't the calm, pale water of the rivers, it was a deep indigo, paired with large ocean waves crashing against the coast.
