IC: The ship skimmed its way though the cloudy docks, on each side was a huge pier of stone carved into the mountains that flew above the sky. hundreds of ships were in port, each one silently floating there, tied to the stone pier, their ornithopter wings held close to the sides like hornets at rest. All sorts of ships were there, from small galleons carrying riches from the small floating colonies in the west, to huge plated battleships, loaded with the specially designed elven guns called "flurae".
And so these ships lay, like sheep in the flock, and they were guarded by silent shepherds, elves walking in quiet rhythm, donned with the livery of the Silverwing Guard. A tall helm, with a blue feathery plume, that dangled down the backs of the soldiers, and with a faceless mask that hid even the eyes of the deadly watchers, and to protect them was a breastplate of cold steel, encasing this white cloaked soldier who wielded with deadly efficiency the massive halberds of the Celestial Elves. Long bladed they were, and elegant as a flower, yet as deadly as the blades of the Pegasus knights of Belegroth.
OOC: I will slowly take you through the sights so you can oooh, and ahhh ^^