The docks were silent. Nothing but the sound of the occasional voice as someone spoke. The voices seemed to be being carried on the wind, it was possible, if you listened closely, you could hear even the fainest whisper from a few blocks away. There was a scream from far off. Very far off. The shabby, smartly dressed stranger mused to himself as he stared off the bow of his ship. "That scream came from the zee. Not from out at zee but the zee herself. She must be in pain." He was an odd one, for sure.