The island was Ahiurya. A spring island southeast from the island Rasen, and west to the RedClaw Pirates’ position. For better or for worse, two Log Poses pointed at the same time to that spring island. And two ships, one carrying a pirate crew and other carrying bounty hunters, stopped there almost at the same time. Getting out of the ship to the southeast, Grainne, dressed in her typical black clothes, including the hat she loved, looked to the sun and smiled. The port region of Ahiurya was full of sales stalls, and many people walked through its area. Lura: (grinning) Yeah. Me too.