the docks are a quiet place. it's not common for people to leave the island, once they arrive. the waves rhythmically lap against the shore.

the rest of the city looms before you. but you don't have to go so soon! might it not be nice to simply look out into the pitch-black sea?

go into the city

city streets: talk with the locals, explore
typhlosion stands at the edge of a bridge, with a forlon expression on his face