<div style="text-align: left;">(http://s21.postimg.org/vky934kl3/ranger.jpg)<br/>Varis Galanodel (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=90899)<br/>Location: Deck of the Dusk Strider<br/></div><br/>Varis looked out over the raftfleet when as came in. He whistled a tune lightly, and Dae moved to sit beside Aria. He left the wolf with their charge as he removed his gear. Carefully he moved toward the captain's cabin, carrying his things in his hands. He still had his bow and arrows on his back as he set his twin short swords beside the door. He rested his bow there, but kept his arrows in the quiver on his shoulder. He moved to stand once more on the railing of the ship, watching the people move about around them. He was more than intent on journeying into the town, his mind calculating a dozen things as he observed.<br/><br/>The folk of the sea were indeed being hospitable, but something just didn't feel right. Why would Merfolk need a city floating on the surface of the water? Sure they could be making decent trade with the treasure and finds from shipwrecks. But why would they not just keep it all to themselves? His suspicious nature was beginning to catch up to him. None of these people had done anything to indicate they were hostile. But still he couldn't shake the feeling like he was walking into a trap.