Not one vessel had headed for Ter.2.3, the main port of the Alchemists’ territory, in nearly a year. Arianna hunted like a Dragon on a blood scent through the port authority’s records for evidence of even one vessel headed for Ter.2.3. Sure, it was a far voyage and likely to only be made once every few weeks, even months. But to have none, in or out? That made no sense.
Good conflict
