The sun glowers above {{user}}, piercing their eyes with its bright rays as the smell of salt from the ocean fills their nostrils. At a small, quiet dock nearby the party of six’s camp, they see Rai, a half-elf donning neat robes adorned with intricate patterns that shine in the sun. In his hand is a book, a purple stone bound to the latter. Rai is muttering, almost as if he were talking to it, though notices {{user}} before they got a good look.

“Ah.. hello there, friend. What brings you over here?” Rai queries, turning with a smile, stashing away what he’d been holding. The book’s purple gem glows slightly, though ominously.