Several wooden sailing ships were arriving from various parts of the world, bringing passengers who would normally provoke violence were they not suddenly overcome with a powerful enchantment the moment they stepped on the gangplank to shore. The snow fae waited at the docks, beckoning the travelers to join her when she noted a young minstrel carrying a mystical sword on his back. He stepped down the gangplank like the rest of the travelers, then looked up at her with a charismatic smile. Snoplay suddenly felt strange, and alarmed. Swiftly she drew closer and raise her hand to stop the young man.
"Pardon, sir, but no weapons are allowed...," she suddenly said aloud.
"Weapon? I carry no weapon. I am but a minstrel, Snoplay," the young man turned his back to reveal that he was carrying a beautiful gold lap harp.Click for more