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Ash and Rubus strolled quietly along the familiar ((dusty path that led them into and through the busy Ochre Dockyard. It was midday and the sun was glaring down on the two tsabhua's, bouncing harshly off the grains of sand that were packed together to make the pathways and buildings of the dockyard. Rubus was growing tired of the gritty sand that rubbed his paw pads, though he would never complain to anyone. Ash found the glare of the sunlight off the bright ochre hues made his eyes turn and...

Two quiet tsabhua's walked side by side down ((the dusty dockyard of Issiq known as the Ochre Dockyard - the name suited it, considered that in front of them was a sea of ochre sandy buildings littered busily in an area, the only color breaking it up being the blues and teals of the ocean that allowed for trade to enter in and out of the docks)). Ash was an older tsabhua, and he and his travelling companion and fellow colonist Rubus had not said much on their journey from Mireh to Issiq - the...

Matter wasn't too confident navigating the deserts of Issiq, and honestly was entirely unsure why she had decided to come back at all. She had followed Gideon and Empress after hearing them discuss going to Ochre Dockyard to see the library there, but as she slithered around the busy streets she definitely had some second thoughts.   She had been before, of course, when she had gotten to be Quetzalcoatl's assistant during that one surgery, ages ago. At the mention of ...

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...