Location: Hopetoun, Faldrass
Vivian poked her head out from under a blanket as one of the sailors knocked on her cabin door. "We're getting ready to dock, miss." he said, before she heard his footsteps start heading away from the cabin. Vivian hated ships, she truly did, so she was glad to hear she could soon depart the ship. Standing up, she quickly grabbed her sword from where it had been leaning against the wall, plus the single bag she had brought, which was mostly sleeping supplies and clothes. Stepping out of the cabin, Vivian quickly made her way to the deck of the ship, Fins popping up as she did to help guide her her way to the docks once she heard the ship was tied off.
Vivian kept her eyes on the wood below her feet as she made her way off the ship and across the docks, letting Fins guide her around the people and towards dry land. Once she was on the ground, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked up and around. Hopetoun was very small still, though perhaps not so small as she'd expected, and people seemed to be busy. Grinning slightly, Vivian walked into the little settlement and started looking for official looking people. She eventually found someone who looked like a guard. "Excuse me, sir, but I'm looking for someone. A red-headed woman by the name of Vega Creede. Talks a lot, never sleeps, properly irritable?" she asked, her tone curious.
After a brief conversation with the guard, Vivian had a rough idea of where to find her sister. Heading off in the direction the guard indicated, Vivian kept an ear out for the telltale marker of Vega's presence: A whole boatload of talking, with yelling and some weird swearing and at least one person being confused because they didn't speak Vega-nese. She didn't expect it would take her long to find it, or if Vega was inside, to find her complaining about that particular development.