Tobias was double checking that all of his equipment was in order and began wringing out water from his shirt as he responded to Talia. "I only have an idea of where we are because of your little familiar's mentioning of it. Diplomats from Chanclera occasionally met with Father, but we've never made the voyage. Too many nobility things to worry about on our own shores after King Arjak took the throne to make the trip, especially after the civil war was over to hear my Mother and Father tell it."
Once Tobias felt dry enough, he equipped himself again and took notice of the two new people that were talking with Tarrik. "Aye, a bed and a meal sounds delightful right now." Tobias made a slight bow of his head. "Tobias Markouth, Son of the House Markouth of Norgard. Would you happen to know where we washed up, Mister...?"
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