The vessel approached the seaport of Eldoria at a moderate pace. Leo and Taren ran to the main deck and stood by the railings alongside other civilians, watching Eldoria rise from the horizon.
The vessels let out a booming, trumpet-like sound as they docked at the seaport.
As the echoes faded, a heavy silence settled over the deck, broken only by the frantic crying of gulls and the distant chanting of dockworkers.
The seaport of Eldoria was a marvel of architecture and power. Massive cranes, powered by glowing blue crystals, swung through the air like the limbs of giants, lifting entire crates of supplies from the smaller trade ships. The docks themselves were made of a pale, reinforced stone that seemed to glow in the late afternoon sun.
Every few hundred yards, a defensive tower stood guard, its ballistae pointed out toward the blue ocean.
