Kalani wandered through the port city, taking in her surroundings. Everywhere she looked, she saw some strange little wizard in wearing heavy, uncomfortable robes, or a merchant arguing with someone over a bad trade. The air was filled with voices: common, Yoreiqi, and some languages she had never heard before. Of course, Kalani was used to the outsiders. She had lived in the Port of Ainu her entire life, and had met people from all over. She even recognized a few traders here today that were "regulars" at the port.
As Kalani slipped through the crowd, she saw a couple of foreigners arguing about something. Apparently, someone had taken a hat that belonged to someone else. As they argued, Kalani couldn't help but chuckle. People fought over the silliest things. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a fishing line sway in the breeze before being pulled up into the air. Curious, Kalani followed the line with her eyes and thought she could make out a person. Before she could focus her gaze, however, someone bumped into her from behind. Kalani stumbled forward and almost fell, but managed to keep her balance. Looking frantically up, she gazed at the spot she had been looking at before. There was nobody there. Weird, she swore she had seen something.
A voice spoke behind her, and Kalani turned to look at the person who had bumped into her. It was another Yoreiq islander; a girl not much older then Kalani. "My apologies," the girl said in their native language. Kalani replied, "Don't apologize. I should have looked where I was going." She tried not to feel annoyed. This girl had caused her to lose sight of the strange person with the fishing line. Sighing, Kalani smiled politely and said, "I'm Kalani. I don't think we've met before."