With great trepidation, Septimus marched along the boardwalk at the dock in Concordia. He was here to meet the realms newest member, a fellow by the name of Raymond.
Up ahead in the mist he could see a figure moving between market stalls.
'Who goes there?!' Septimus shouted at the hazy figure.
No response. The figure moved closer, almost penetrating the wall of mist separating them. Septimus raised his shield and waited with bated breath.
Suddenly the figure broke through the fog and presented itself as a small man with in shabby brown clothing.
'Sorry! Didn't mean to scare you m'lord. my name is Raymond and I think I may be lost' he said with an outstretched hand.
'Ah ofcourse. Not at all' Exclaimed Septimus, lowering his shield and sword. Taking Raymonds hand in his own they exchanged pleasantries and Septimus checked Raymonds papers and identification.
'It would appear everything here checks out. I will now escort you to Wychwood, But be warned, it is not an easy trip.' Septimus explained through a twisted smirk
