Chapter 1: Leviathan's Pride ---------------------------- A young woman of average height with dark brown hair and eyes stood on the pier, gazing at the seagulls who cried out overhead. It had been such a short time since the world had been restored, and yet the birds had made a remarkable recovery. Taking a stale loaf of bread out of her bag, she tossed it to the choppy waves and watched as the seagulls dove for the morsel. She brushed a few crumbs from her light blue tunic and breeches, chuckling to herself as the birds squabbled like greedy children. "Driel! Have you gotten the supplies yet? Or are you planning on bird watching all day? We do leave for Jidoor in a few days." A tall, lanky man with light brown hair and hazel eyes called out to her from the ship docked at the pier. She turned her gaze upon him, a small smile touching her lips. "I'll take care of that soon enough, Jared. My goodness, you'd think you were the captain of my ship, rather than my brother." He replied, "And who says I can't be both?" She smiled as he grinned back at her. As he turned away to shout orders to a few of the more lazy crew members, she let her eyes wander over her ship, finally stopping to look at the name so boldly inscribed on the bow: Leviathan's Pride. It had taken a bit to convince her brother that this was a worthy name, since the reference was rather obscure. But of all the legends she had researched during her studies of the ancient world, none seemed more fitting. Briefly she wondered if the myths about the King of Monsters, or any about the Paladin Cecil, were true. Her brother sometimes mocked her about her daydreams, especially since they had just lived through their own cataclysmic, world-shattering event. He said she should try to meet some living myths, rather than fantasizing about the past. She always shrugged and said, "Why can't I have the best of both worlds?" And he would just grunt and say, "More like the worst of both worlds." Sighing, she brushed her long hair out of her eyes and headed to Kohlingen to pick up the much-needed supplies.