The cloaked figure's tone becomes wondering sort when he murmurs mostly to himself; "Huh? Why locals would not bother or hire adventurers to deal with monsters....." Once ship docks he thanks the fisherman and walks on the docks with his dog Lavael. Asking few directions here and there while walking mild mist clouding town and heading towards<em>Pelican's Down</em>......studying and watching the city while the cloak and hood covered man walks in the streets and his dog jogs happily around, happy being back on land again! Also taking sniffs here and there to gather new scents around.