Upon docking in New Dundorma's airship port, the crew aboard the airship helped the new hunters safely exit before going back on board to prepare for take off once the newcomers had become settled in. As promised, someone was on the scene to welcome the fresh new faces: A small, elderly Wyverian with a small hat, bulky robes, and a pair of glasses that were a few sizes too small. Despite his rather eccentric appearance, he was still eager to welcome the new hunters standing in front of him.
"Welcome, welcome!" he exclaimed, waving his arms about excitedly. "We've been eagerly awaiting your arrival! We were admittedly expecting more than the five of you here right now, but it's not presently a major issue. The captain of New Dundorma's hunting guild branch isn't in the streets right now, but please feel free to peruse the premises and make yourselves acquainted with each other and our wonderful city while I return to the castle to find him!" And with that, the funny little man ran off, almost prancing with how giddy he was.
With the new hunters alone to inspect the city and talk amongst themselves, they could see just how big and bustling New Dundorma really was: The buildings, ranging from single homes to massive apartment buildings to humble stores and huge, vast marketplaces were truly a spectacle. People from all walks of life could be seen traversing the streets, alone or with other people at their side. All in all, it was a warmly welcoming sight and a fine prelude to the hunter's life ahead for everyone. The true start, however, wouldn't be until they met the guild captain, but for now, all they had to do was talk, walk, and wait.