The port of Sylvan Lake is an elegant wooden pier extending out into the ocean, only a kilometer from where a sparkling blue lake of mountain runoff can be seen between the gigantic Redwood trees. There are several Wave Rider and other Elven vessels docked here, but no human ones and Cain recalls that they were in a trade war with Landis, prohibiting the human Kingdom from getting Elven Tea.
He instructs all the Companions to Merge again, as the weather here is a muggy tropical heat, making a large number of bodies below deck undesirable, and they're going to be headed to shore soon, which brings up the question of what form Cain himself is going to be traveling in today.
"Are you going to be an Elf this time? You know you want to. Just a strapping young Wave Rider, with calloused hands and strong arms." Nila teases Cain as they slowly approach, looking for a good spot to dock.