Li, led by Ven'thur's crisp and precise directions, found himself in the docks. It was still dark, and there were a few hours left before first sunlight. Because of the lateness of the hour, there were very few late night stragglers to be wary of. Mostly drunkards or shady low-level crooks, but both types quickly withdrew from Li when they felt his presence.
The docks themselves were devoid of people. An array of fishing boats of varied quality tied down to the docks floated gently. Fishermen went out in the mornings and came back at sunset and did not ever try and wade into the waters at night when lower visibility and more dangerous monsters might roam the surface waters.
Lord Lys's personal ship loomed tall and large in the night, even now manned by a small guard to prevent thievery, but knowing how idyllic Riviera usually was, these guards were probably sleeping on the job.