Gary
*Its been around a months time since Azrael had made arrangements with the elf Terrel and.. Frankly not much has happened in that time. Azrael went about his normal daily life, experimenting, researching various subjects and studying the biology of the wildlife, usually holing himself up in his laboratory and library. The only difference has been that hes stocked up on his research notes, some fresh surgical and laboratory equipment, and bought a few traveling items in preparation for his 'research expedition' .*

*And so it had led to Azrael walking down the street towards Pepor's harbor, where he assumes he will find Terrel.. Somewhere. He'll just look for him when he gets there. Hes carrying a backpack stocked with spices, lab/surgery equipment, some basic necessities and a spear tied to the bag. As always though, his research notebook is tucked away on his person just in case he needs to quickly scribble something. Oh yea and hes also wearing a brand new gambeson under his clothes but all it does is make him look like hes physically healthier than he really is*

*He arrives at the harbor and looks around at all the people and boats, his wings flicking and twitching as annoyance flashes across his face repeatedly each time someone walks near him or shouts at someone else. All this noise is incredibly irritating.. But he just has to put up with it and find Terrel*
Rebecca
*The Elf stood near the docks, drinking in the salty air of the seaside town. It wasn't often he came to this harbor by boat, however, with the trade ships being forced at sea, he had little choice but to bring them here. It was similar to Salvaninia's and Runra's coastline, bustling with activity as the midday trades went through while he kept near their vessel. Terrel stood apart from the crowd, staring off until his gaze fell upon the winged Macen struggling through the crowds. An amused grin crossed his masked face and he soon let out a whistle for the man's attention. 

Terrel looked quite a bit different since he's last seen him. His pink hair had been trimmed down a bit, though by now growing out to be much shaggier than the silky elven look most Silnaris had. His clothing glinted ever so slightly with the sign of armor being worn beneath it. In one hand he carried a satchel, most likely waiting to be thrown upon the ship once they readied to depart, while in the other a trident was held firmly. Its three toothed end pointed upwards and sparkled in the light of the midday sun.*
Gary
*As Azrael looks around the harbor, walking through the busy rowdy crowd he spots the glint of Terrels trident. Now that hes identified where the elf is he can start trying to make his way towards him.. Once the crowd gets out of the way that is
He practically has to force his way through just to get to Terrel thanks to all the buffoons surrounding him, but theres not really anything he can do about it.*

*So he forces his way through to Terrel, taking a second to glare at the previous person who bumped into him*
"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Did you get your hair mauled or something?"
Rebecca
"Well don't you know how to greet a person."*He said in return, leaning against his trident for the time being. At the mention of his hair, he simply said:*"No, I just have a bird living in it."*Shaking his hair a bit, the head of small animal seemed to poke out from the mass of pink hair.*"He's been there for a while now. Usually I'd put more effort in trying to fix it up, but hair's been more difficult than usual lately. But hey, it at least gives it a nice pirate look for the road."*The Elf grabbed the Furrow that was resting in his hair before placing the bird on his shoulder. It looked more like a rodent than a bird, but the beak on its face seemed to check out.*"I'm assuming you'll all packed and ready to set out?"
Gary
*He takes a moment to stare at the bird then looks at Terrel*

"Theres a lot about this bird story that seems to be skipped over, but yup Im all packed. Dont exactly need much if I'll be cutting up some wildlife anyways. And I got some spices to give things some flavor"
 *He grins at the prospect of cooking something different for a change. Weirdly enough he seems pretty into cooking- or is it an obsession with dissection? Its difficult to tell.*
Rebecca
"I can explain on the way. Crew is getting bored. And boredom is a dangerous thing."*He gestures to the plank of wood for Azrael to board the boat, soon taking a whistle out from around his neck and blowing into it.*"Ghost! Chi!"*He yelled out, saying the last word in his native tongue. A few moments later a pure white wolf came barreling through the crowds at high speeds, causing some of the people trip about avoiding the beast as he made his way over to them. Terrel knelt down to give the wolf a pat on his head only to hear complaints coming from the ship.*"Right right, sorry-."*He yelled back to the crew before looking over to Azrael.*"Always forget about their sensitive hearing."*He stands back up, gesturing down to the wolf.*"This is Ghost. He's looking to get his sea legs today and probably land legs too since he's coming with us."
Gary
*He stares at the wolf for a moment, curiosity flashing across his face before he nods and gives a sarcastic salute and turning towards the plank*
"By yer orders cap'n. We set sail at yer word" *He says in a surprisingly accurate stereotypical sailor/pirate voice before he heads on up to the ship, carrying the loot hes bringing onto the trip*
Rebecca
*Terrel followed him up onto the ship, waiting for his wolf to climb up to join them before ordering the crew to get ready to set off. The ship seemed like any other trade ship, this one seemingly packed full with a crew of purely beastkins.*"Meet the crew Az. They'll be taking us across the Acrane seas to Ruttenia. That and returning back to the town. So I guess we're basically stranded there unless we travel back on foot."*He said with a laugh before walking off. A Canifor made his way over to the plank, pulling it back up on the boat while the others started hoisting up the anchors and setting the sails. The ship gradually began to shift away from the dock for the time being, all the while Terrel made his way to the side of the boat to gaze out towards the wide expanse of ocean they will be setting off towards.*