[h2]Dirk Messir[/h2]
The sirens started just a few minutes after Dirk left Chipper's Clothing. Hearing them screech through the town, he was almost certain that he was now being hunted. He was not concerned, however; with his new outfit, and a Divine Purpose driving him onward, unseen through or by the dense crowds, he was quite certain they would not catch him again. Or rather, he had no desire to be caught up again, knowing full well what came after that.

On his way to somewhere or other in the town, ideally the shipyards, Dirk moved past a few men who seemed fairly interesting. Two rather tall people, one of whom looked like a sort of fish guy, and a much shorter guy, the person he'd nearly brushed into. A man in a red cloak. The combination of people was obviously quite noticeable, given that most others in the area were not nearly so tall or brightly dressed, and judging by their movement patterns, it seemed obvious that they were their own group. The ex-slave found himself intrigued - why would they be here, grouped together the way they were, if they were not some significant set of people? Say... pirates? With a ship?

Steadily, Dirk began following them. He remained a fair distance away from the group - he could afford to do that, for how obvious they were - and remained amongst the crowd. Even if he was fairly tall, he knew for a fact that most people wouldn't bat an eye in his direction. His Divine Purpose would shield him.