“If I have offended you in some manner, please inform me so I may avoid it in future.” Caeseus said, seemingly stung by the indifference. He reassumed a more relaxed posture that never the less held some bearing of command.
“Well, do you have any idea where either Alexis or the new Captain is then?” He asked patiently, he was beginning to get a little concerned for this sailor, she seemed to be displaying a remarkable disregard for the goings on around her. He feared it might be the result of concussion from the wreck the other day.
As the day had drawn on with this conversation the ship had continued it’s steady approach to the Sea Gate. Pilot boats soon came out to guide the ship to a dock. The dock seemed almost eerily empty, the massive storm of 2 nights past seemed to have kept many ships from making it to this port. The only other current inhabitant, a battered merchant vessel limping it’s way back to the isles. As the tugs brought the Caelin’s Hand in, a small welcoming committee gathered on the pier.
Several well dressed Officials stood near the front, ready to collect the ships manifest and information.