The Port Palace

"It was what?" The Bishop stopped halfway up the staircase to the third story of our accomodation.

"A brothel," I replied, adding "and quite a good one."

The Lizard turned her head and grinned one of her knowing, mischievious smiles for my benefit.

A crimson hue flushed beneath an ebony mask as I continued past my comrades to our rooms...

Island in the Clouds

"I thought we'd never surface," The Bishop remarked, with a hint of happy relief.
"Will Vultan greet us in person?" The Lizard asked enthusiastically.
I gazed a moment longer at the beauty of my winged friend's realm, and then nodded my answer with a smile.