A cloaked and hooded figure standing in small fishing vessel smiled to fisherman's comments and replied; "Quaint suppose, whatever happens in the land affects little what happens in the sea. Please do tell me; what inn you would recommend for some adventurer's with little nice wealth to throw around? Also is there bounty for dealing with the monsters?" A large green fur covered dog was laying on four in bottom of the ship vessel besides the man. Ears perked up but otherwise staying still and low. He releases a deep groaning sigh and the cloaked and hooded man with bow and quiver filled with arrows in his back looks down on the exotic dog, crouches down and pets the dog and says; "Do not worry Lavael, we soon get to shore and find dog friendly inn for us." He taps the bulky rib side of his dog in gentle patting as comfort. Lavael usually disliking to use boats, probably little sea sick from whole affair.