Frostborne

A Traditional Yharnam Welcome

The carriage rumbled slightly as it continued on its path. Shadows cloaked its interior, but it was lined with leather bound chairs. It was a rustic design, but in fairness with Charles, he wasn't the craftsman. He just worked with what he had, and that enough was respectable.

Glancing out the window, there was quite a spectacular view through the permanently fogged glass. They were following a mountain path, with a current look into the valley below. The top of each rocky outcropping was blanketed with snow, while below the road, snow gave way to green. The rocks on the road caused some shaking of the carriage... but nothing too severe. Alina admits to herself, she missed automobiles, horseless carriages. They were far better, more comfortable... and more easily able to endure the elements... but still, she'd endure the trip. There was nothing else to really consider at this point, besides two things... were her parents alive, and... well... to wonder what Yharnam was like.

The City of Blood Healing. Both a source of wonder, and yet, a source of new pain for her. A land which could cast miracles, and one that allowed the Healing Church to exist. To spawn the Executioners. How could she possibly forgive them for that?

Sighing, she closed her eyes, letting herself drift to sleep. Tomorrow would be busy, and Alina didn't want to be weary in the lion's den...

A particularly violent shake stirs the girl from her slumber. The light shining in, now that she was beginning to wake, made it impossible to go back to sleep. However, it was soon apparent that for the doctor's faults... he knew what he was talking about when it came to medicne. Her blood felt like it was on fire, albeit only as embers right now. Sighing, she sat up, and looked out the window. "Still alive back there?" Charles asked.

"Yeah, for the moment..."

"Good... after the bend you'll see it."

See it... wait, Yharnam, we're here... With a mix of trepidation and well placed fear, she watched as they rounded the corner... and there it was. A gothic metropolis, with spires reaching high, many of the more impressive buildings higher on the opposing mountain. Smoke seemed to rise from lower in the valley, and on the opposite side, Yharnam was flanked by a large wooded thicket. One of the more impressive buildings was a large square one, with a weird circular device facing them. It was a type of clocktower, but with no hours or time to tell. At least to her eyes.
"Welcome to Yharnam. To be honest, I think this'll be the best welcome you'll get. The place is getting more hostile to outsiders like us."

"Really?" Alina asked, curious.

"Well, yeah. I hear they're being afflicted by the Scourge of the Beast. It's become a real problem, something that even their precious blood can't heal." At this point, Charles actually shut up with his opinions, since they were within earshot. Only watching the path forward, the carriage entered the city in earnest. The rough path turned to stone bricks, the nature on every side turned into buildings, first wooden, then stone. It had turned from a woodland into a stone forest, of which the inhabitants could be just as, if not more dangerous than anything she had seen before. Glancing out the window, it seemed to just be like any other city. Stores lined some of the streets, many offering blood as payment instead of gold. It was a twisted logic, and one that she would never partake in, if she could help it. It was due to giving her blood that cursed her family with the vile Executioners... and she really didn't need any more things to worry about. Still, she watched from her temporary shelter, as he navigated to the central square of the outskirts of Yharnam... and pull to a stop. Calming Sarah, Charles jumped down, and quickly moved to her door. Opening it with a slight bit of finesse, he stated, "Welcome to Yharnam."

Carefully lowering herself to the ground, her shoes clacking slightly against the old stoneworks, she whispered back, "Thank you."

"Not a problem... just... I don't know when I'll be back. When I am, I'll come back 'ere."