*Trisha*

I’m not sure what I expected. After years of being told Green Mountain is horrible, and the people there are primitive, I’m shocked to pull into the docks that look almost identical to the ones I left weeks ago. At least maritime-wise, everything here seems to be the same.

That includes creepy sailors. I hold my bag close while disembarking, and just about every one of the guys on the ship “accidentally” bumps into me, and it only gets worse when I hit the docks with hundreds of other sailors hanging around.

I catch a quick glimpse of Alessandro, but he quickly disappears around a corner toward the town....