Characters: Jean, Shinjiro, and... sure, let's make this OPEN to a few tag-alongs from the Convoy crew.
Content: An ordinary outing for fetching groceries and other supplies. In Kropmork.
Setting: Kropmork.
Time: A few hours after docking in Kropmork.
Warnings: It's Kropmork. Use your imagination!
In her days with the gypsy caravan, Jean had traveled to every habitable corner of Reial's mainland, and therefore had been generally familiar with pretty much every town the Convoy (and before that, the Winding Way) had visited while she was part of the crew.
But the caravan couldn't fly, and thus she had never seen much of the islands off the coast. Thus, this outing was a rare treat for her: as she was heading down the gangplank, Jean was able to get her first look at Kropmork.
... and to be honest, she didn't like it very much. "This... must be a fun city," she noted to herself, sounding unconvinced. Maybe if your idea of 'fun' included getting mugged.
She stood near the bottom of the gangplank as she waited for the others. Though suspicious people were eying the woven bag she was holding, she didn't pay them much mind. After all, the bag was empty, brought only to help carry the groceries.