Sylvester Archipelago

- Greetings. I need to speak with Lutiel the Cunning.

- If you're here about hiring on for a ship, please go ahead. The door is to the left of me.
Sitting at a table just like the old man's was Lutiel the Cunning.

He was signing and stamping some documents. Seeing the visitor, he immediately stopped his work. The elf smiled broadly, silently approached Sarael, and gave him a warm hug.
- Ah! My dear friend! It's been so long since I've seen that color! What brings you so far from home? Have a seat, you're probably here about hiring on for a ship, right?

Shaking himself off, the sorcerer hurried inside the room.

Entering, Tiberius saw an elf entering one of the doors.
- If you're here about hiring on for a ship, the door is to the left of me - said the old man sitting at the table. - But another gentleman just went in there. Please wait.