"Gross." Dauna shouldered her cape over her mask to proxy the stinging smell of sewage. Jossell's eyes glowed blood orange like ember."We're almost there, Dauna."
Dauna and Jossell navigated a sea of waste towards an island hosting an underground fight club. Not to fight or watch, but to track a woman of knowledge. A broker by the name of E'Lanzi Sionis.
"What's with the animal costumes?" the oarman asked, looking over the pairs streamlined fur outfits.
"Venus Ebony furs we killed and skinned ourselves." Josell's blood orange eyes rested on the oarsmen, hiding his neutral expression behind the scowl of his Ebony mask.
"I see. Trophies. Are the teeth real?" the oarsaman asked.
Dauna hissed and flashed her canine teeth.
The oarsman broke the silence and whistled a triumphant tune in an augmented G key. He took quick breaths to sustain the songs briskness.
"I can barely breath." Dauna scoffed, judging the oarsman invincibility to the tart smell of the sea.
To her relief, The ship pulled ashore to the island and the trio was greeted by island guards."Papers?" the guards asked.
Dauna reached in her sash and proffered two gold coins. The guard examined the two coins authenticity. Dauna glanced at Jossell, while his blood orange gaze remained on the guard.
The enforcer gave the two masked figures a long look over then returned the coins. "You're good to go."
Dauna looked at the crescent moon before stepping past the guard to enter the club with the neon words, Akatillian emblazoned above.