Horatio finally emerges - the hard-wearing explorer's outfit he's wearing still manages to have a stylish cut to it. As he passes the captain, he shakes the man warmly by the hand. "Good show, sir. The trip was all the more entertaining for your presence and for that of your officers. Please let navigator know that I'm eager for another hand or three of Talis"<br/><br/>Shouldering his pack and taking his walking staff in hand, he sets off down the gang-plank and goes to stand with the others. "Your pardon, ladies and gentlemen. It takes a long time to look this ill-shaven and no-longer seasick" he says with a wry grin.<br/><br/><em>"It seems as though we have our work well cut out for us, but I have faith that we'll manage to turn this place into a real colony again, a true gem for the kingdom's coffers."</em><br/><br/>Looking up at the ruins he quirks an eyebrow. "Not<em>exactly</em>as welcoming as I was hoping for, but still, where there's life there's hope. Or in our case, where there's Hope there will also be life."