Gallardo

Alanaera with some help of gentlemen finally gets up on the port, a small smile appears on her face, she takes a deep breath in and smells the city. The smell isn't all that special, it smells like ****, sweat, and blood. Exactly as she remembers it. She walks on looking at all the magnificent ships. When the market was just three meters away a beautiful young man stands in front of me. “Welcome!'' he said ''What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?” ''Thank you, sire.'' As she bows down a little ''I would say that wealth brings me here, as you can see there's a really big market here. Or at least, that's what i tell myself.'' She awkwardly stares around him ''Well, to be honest, i'm looking for love, i've become quite desperate.'' As she gives a little smile ''And to be honest, i'm looking for gentlemen such as yourself, now that i've said this. Would you please walk me through the market?'' Alanaera walked towards him and tried to hold his hand.