Familiar Sails ((TS: June 1st, midday))

[Gennaro M]

A large boat shadowed by ethereal wings pulls into harbour, white sails depicting a faded mural of Physignathus billowing in the wind. A middle-aged man with a dragon mark of Physignathus appears on the port side of the boat with one end of hempen rope coiled around his arm and a long pole in his hands. He drops the pole to lift an anchor and drop it into the waters near the dock, leaving approximately six feet between the dock and the boat. 

Lifting the pole back up, the man hefts the long rod twice as long as he is tall and wide enough he can barely make his thumb and middle finger touch and lowers it to the dock, resting one end against a rigging anchor. With a grunt of approval, he rests the other end of the pole against the lower railing and moves to the starboard side. 

A burst of speed brings him back to the pole as he leaps off the boat and vaults onto the dock, the pole clattering against the wood as the man rolls twice before regaining his feet. Rubbing his nose and narrowing his eyes at his boat, he approaches the rigging anchor and removes the coiled rope from his arm before tying it securely to it. He then moves the pole and sets it against the the lip at the edge of the dock.

The shadow of the wings extends slightly onto the dock, setting the man and the rigging anchor into shade. Standing, the man regards his boat for a moment before nodding to himself and turning towards town.

[Primrose]

Primrose is walking from Muintir when she sees the shadowed wings in the sky. She raises an eyebrow at them, then smiles slightly to herself as she heads towards the docks.

She sees the man vault off the boat, and she claps. Though her smile fades a little.

"Nice vault!" She calls out. "Nice boat as well. Though you're not really who I expected to see! Can I help you with something? Are you new to town?"

[Wizwik]

-Wizwik just stays back a distance looking at the ship, looking confused as to what is making the Winged shadow over the boat looking up above the boat-

[Gennaro M]

"Who were you expecting?" the man asks in a deep baritone. He approaches the hobling, his hands resting on the hilts of a sheathed short sword on one side, and a glowing stiletto on the other. "An adherent of Physignathus, or another? I am Captain Aldritch Rayne of Physignathus, Firstborn of the Seas.

As he passes her, he slows, his dark eyes narrowing as his gaze is fixated on something below her chin. He stops. "What is your name?"

[Vali Fenrick]

* Vali walks by pauses, spits in the direction of the captain, flips him the horns and continues to walk along*

[Primrose]

Primrose grins at the man.

"My name is Prim, Captain. Doctor Primrose Burrows."

She extends a hand. "Nice to meet you! And yes, I was expecting another follower of the Turquoise. A friend of mine, in fact. Sorry for the mix up."

[Gennaro M]

"Well met Prim," the Captain says, taking her hand and shaking it, but doesn't return the smile. "Join me to the pavilions, Prim, you have become part of my business with the Lady. Shouldn't take more than a moment, then you'll be on your way."

[Primrose]

Prim continues to smile as she raises a brow.

"Oh? Well uh, sure! Time isn't an issue. I don't have much to do today."

She follows after him, occasionally glancing up at the shadowed wings in the sky.

[Gennaro M]

Captain Aldritch and Prim walk into town centre side-by-side, and enter the pavilion unless stopped.

((Email incoming))

[Wizwik]

"WAIT!...are you that guy who is to deal with the Fae Serpent?" Wizwik asks