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You all arrive in Sarlano, either by ship or caravan, and take in the sight of the palisade built of hamada and the abundance of colorful canvas covers beyond. A steady flow of camel-led caravans pass through the arches set within the palisade and even from the harbor the hustle and bustle of a city full of trade can be heard.

Each of you are approached by one of Itylara’s assistants adorn in similar thwab attire as the other inhabitants of the lands. Somehow the assistant knows exactly who among the crowds to approach and all but Aseir are smart enough to figure out that the invitation stored upon your person has been enchanted with a locator spell. 

Although each of you are in separate locations and greeted by separate assistants, the practiced speech is the same.

“Welcome to Sarlano and thank you for traveling such great distances to be here. Itylara sent me to see that you make it to her without issue, so please follow me and stay close. The bazaar is not a kind place to get lost.”

The assistant addressing Jun turns his head, offering a nod of greeting to Tenria after speaking to the monk. “You as well, Captain, are to join us. Not only are you due your pay but the Arch-Wizard believes your sailing capabilities might serve well in the journey to come.”

Looking to you each expectantly, the assistant folds their hands together behind their backs casually. “Are there any questions at this time?”