Getting there a day earlier, Tetras had spent the day getting familiar with the place, trying to see what the deal was. It was a port where many adventurers like him came through (most failed) but some did succeed on their journeys. Although most not without paying a price, and barely any made it worth their while. Tetras talked to one man who had gone to another settlement inland, which seemed like a nice place to start. He told him that how he got there was this forest, filled with some trolls. Jungle trolls to be exact. The plant life was also not the friendliest thing in the world by the sound of it. But not too much scared Tetras, so he thanked the man and decided to make the start of his trip the next day. For that day, he would drink and sleep at the local inn.

It wasn't the nicest place, or the cheapest, but it had alcohol, shelter, and a bed. What more could he want? Down at the bar some wenches tried to flirt with him, either for his looks, his money, or both he wasn't sure. But he wasn't interested in love that very moment. No no, rum was his compassion. Maybe love could happen another time, but certainly not to them. And it seemed a good thing, because some of them would move on right to the next person after they realized Tetras wasn't interested. So he, his wallet, and his rum were safe.

Although he did learn one thing: The docks were probably not the only place that reeked of fish. 

Tetras groaned as sun peeked through the... Well, he couldn't quite say window. The opening in the wall that wasn't the door, let's say. He got up, getting himself ready and shaking the grogginess off of him as he started to put his armor on. Putting everything on but his helmet, he let that sit under his arm as he ran a hand through his red hair. His bright green eyes seemed more awake now, and he pondered if he should head out now. Well, it's as good as a time as any. Slipping both his swords in an X over his back, Tetras walked out into the morning hustle and bustle.

Hustling and bustling was right, as he seemed to have ran into a human... That had bunny ears? No, not a human. Humans don't have those. Although the woman more or less ran into, seeming like she wanted to be in a hurry to get away from something, or to something. Although he barely moved, like a brick wall, unfazed as he put his free arm out to catch her and try to steady her. [color=cyan]"Whoa there, easy. I just woke up, is there somewhere to get to in a hurry?"[/color] he laughed. [color=cyan]"I was just on my way to the forest to go exploring... Ow fuck."[/color] he called out, hearing a nice BONK as he turned to see a woman carrying an oversized fishing pole, or whatever the hell it was. A nice lump formed on the top of his head as he rubbed it. [color=cyan]"Watch where you're swinging that haha, you could hurt somebody! I walk out and wham, I get bumped into and thwacked. I haven't even gotten to the dangerous part! I just don't have luck this morning I suppose"[/color] he joked as the bump on his head started to shrink, getting less noticeable with each passing second.