The city of Senchal was unlike any city that the pack had ever seen. Its docks made it look like it had been spread out across the water around it, with its distinct orthogonal walls and buildings rising up a few stories to occupy space it could not conquer on the water. It was dense and likely full of the dangers of any city, but this particular city looked so crowded from the docks that getting separated from companions was more immediate than even the Imperial City.

Gallus threw on his backpack and was almost jumping up and down as he lifted himself up onto the balls of his feet over and over. His eagerness was just as obvious in his tone. "Now [i]this[/i] is a new sight, ha!" He took in the salty air through his nose, "And none too soon. I'm itching for a hunt after all that time cooped up, we should liaise with our friends as soon as we can."

While those not used to travel expressed their excitement more openly, Janius, Fendros, Sabine, and anyone else wise enough heeded Meesei's advice closely. They were wary of a large and crowded area where they could not afford to transform, so anything they lost was going to be lost for good.

There was a clinking from Fendros' bag caused by the shifting of the candlestick he received from S'nashi. He was considering selling it, as carrying around a hunk of silver was inconvenient, but he was conflicted for now. He decided to focus on the immediate objective; the Senchal clan.