"Land ho!" A crewman situated in the crows nest shouted down, jolting the various sailors into action. The boat was coming in to port now, lines being cast off and tied up on the moor heads. The ship settled alongside the wooden dock and a long gangplank was set up alongside the ship, being held in place by ropes. The captain and his men were off first and before long, the passengers began to queue up to leave the ship proper. 

Something anyone onboard could spot quickly was their entrance was not met with silence. No, a group of men clad in armour were standing at ship side to await their arrival. One in particular was holding a scroll and ink, ticking off names of the people onboard one by one. No doubt these men in armour were the foot soldiers of Titarion, the island's lord. If this level of security was needed for a simple boarding at the dock, one could only begin to imagine how tight his grip was. 

When it came Rhyke's turn to be met by the soldiers, the one marking curled his lip slightly at the beast at his side, before announcing simply.
"Name?"