Peschaniko Streets

With the coin given to me, I headed into the bustling streets of the port to resupply for the voyage ahead. We make sail tomorrow and I rather make the journey with certain things then purchase them at our destination. I found a nice kurki blade at a vendor near the market.
 
During my shopping trip, I saw this young woman with black hair that almost looked blue in the right light. She was nicely dressed and had the sort of radiant glow. What was even more odd is she was going from person to person to join them on her journey for the Mother Sun. To where I don't know; I left every time before she got to me. I am not to into the religious talk and prefer to stay away from them. She was talking to all sorts of people; drunks, merchants, farmers, guards, and one or two that seemed to be on the wrong side of the law. I can't figure out why she has stayed with me all day, but I know her joy and upbeat attitude will not last as she ages.
 
I ended the night in a local bar with an ale I will most likely not have for awhile, shame. I'll most likely sleep somewhere on the docks hidden instead of wasting money on a room.