A new arrival at the docks.

[Casimir Vadik]

A Cloaked and visibly insecure figure stand at the docks. Cloaked against the obvious turn in weather. Casimir sits awaiting some response to his long awaited return to Duvain.

[Setth Winter]

((I assume the Time stamp is some time in the late night early morning?))

*A Dark figure moves across the docks. Seeing the cloaked man sitting, the figure approaches at a casual pace. A large black hood is pulled deeply over his head, covering his features*

"On these docks, a man whose presence is so quiet it's almost un-noticeable can only be betrayed by such an openly humble posture. Either your travels have made you too weary to move in to town, or you are waiting for something upon these docks."

*Looks up into the night sky*

"The moon is starting to turn. Should be a week before she's fully cloaked herself for us all. Good for those who prefer to remain unknown or unseen."

[Casimir Vadik]

((Sorry, my bad. should be marked for oct 11 1:00am))

The insecurity vanishes as if an illusion dispelled. The grizzled Dreal strides forth with the grace of a killer, robe in tow. Casimir's voice rattles past his remaining vocal chord.

"Greetings, indeed I am... indeeed I am."

A glove, hand red, reaches forth through the pitch of the night.

"Glad ta meet you. Well, are we going to stand around the docks like a couple of conspicuous amateurs, or can we convene this to a more private locaaal?" There is a mix of humor and genuine condescension in the Dreal's voice that mixes into the assumed familiarity one would take in jeering an old friend.

"I admit, not the man I thought I would find here. You can fill me in away from the waters, where our voices will carry less."

[Setth Winter]

*Setth nods in acknowledgement of the the Drael's ruse, opening his hands in front of him with the faintest bow before meeting Casimir's red glove in earnest*

"In my experience, conspicuous amateurs are in somewhat over supply. It's looking capable that will get you into the hottest water. Best to look the part which draws the least attention in comparison."

*Setth scans the Docks before turning back to Casimir with a pleasant but direct expression*

"We all play our parts. Since your intentions were announced, your arrival has been awaited. Some of what you seek are nearby. Please follow me, if you will."

*Assuming Casimir follows, Setth would lead Casimir across Ralinwood's dock's and into the cover of night.*

[Casimir Vadik]

*Casimir follows*