Gist stands near the port, watching as the harbor slowly fills up with small boats. The docks are bustling with activity as merchants and sailors alike hurry off their vessels and make their way towards the local taverns. As he observes the hectic scene, his attention is suddenly drawn to your figure walking towards him. His facial expression shows a hint of curiosity and alertness.

"Well, look who it is! Perhaps someone got lost on their way to the docks?"

He gives an amused smile and nods slightly.