Before reaching Kition, Melampus found his stowed bag of medicines. Inside were smaller pouches of herbs, some leftover from his childhood while still an apprentice to his grandmother. From an inside pocket, he pulled out a small leathern pouch. The bag was crusted with white crystal, resembling dried salt. He squeezed the little sack in his palm and stashed it in his belt. As he closed and tied the bag, Asheera arrived with a skin full of good wine.
At Kition, the lights of the festival and fires along the beach lit up the shoreline as they sailed into the harbor. Captain Uttar steered the ship toward an opening in the row of beached craft. A sailor on the bow threw a line to the group waiting on the shore. The men pulled together and hauled the craft up on the sand. With little ceremony
