Ardea walked around the bustling streets of Cerenis, inhaling deeply at the warm and salty smell of sea water that almost burns your nose. She was here on yet another trusty mission from Sybrant but was being so distracted by fisherman coming in and markets on the street that she was losing site of what she was there to do, instead having fun watching the sites of the beautiful city, with the normal happy pep in her step, and odd looks following her strange brightly colored form.
