Zydus watched as the city of Taras began to drift closer towards them. He was on a ship, returning from a distant land where he had adventured for a while. The coastal air began to hit him, and he watched seagulls from all directions swoop by the boat in the morning sunshine. A warm smile appeared on his face; Zydus was happy to be back home - at last. The sailors onboard the ship began to get everything ready for the landing at the docks, and Zydus spotted other men run around the docks also getting ready for the boats' arrival. Looking around he gazed at the surrounding ocean, seeing many other ships and boats in the distance and then he made ready for the arrival at the docks. Walking down on the ships' main deck, Zydus picked up his bag of things and stood at the side watching the docks creep ever closer.

As soon as the ramp had been fitted onto the docks from the ship, Zydus let other people pwast him, and then he slowly stepped onto the dockyard and stood for a few seconds looking around to see where to head next. Zydus was happy to be back, as this was his birthplace, but he couldn't wait to begin his travels again in Imythess. There was so much to do still. Walking towards the gate leading out of the docks, Zydus thought to himself what to do next.