Scale wasn't sure what to think of Ochre Dockyard in the slightest. She had never quite been one for travelling to begin with, and honestly she was glad that Matter mostly quietly kept to herself throughout the journey. Issiq itself was- not great either. Scale had always felt oddly comforted by the weirdly moist region of L'hatzif so the dry air of Issiq was- unsettling, to say the least.   The only reason she was in the dry land was because of a promise that had bee...