The boat pulls up to the docks. The crew men hurry and set the plank up to let people onto shore. Once the plank is set up the crew back away and let you off the boat. Some of the dock workers look at you in alarm, but try to pretend that they are going out what they were doing.
You see a gentleman (1) waiting on the dock. He is plump and dressed in fine fabrics. You can tell he is a wealthy gentleman, the kind that would let his serfs starve before he would share his own food. He comes up to you as you walk down the plank. “You must be the adventures that I sent for. Come quickly please, to the carriages. We must hurry,” he says to you.
As you walk towards the carriages human men dressed like others at the docks surround you. They all have their weapons drawn. Other people step back in alarm not understanding what’s going on.
“I knew I was correct in sending for you,” he boast as you finish off the assassins. “Please though we must hurry. We must not be late for the King.” He ushers you to the carriages that are waiting.