Azren had gotten tons of sleep the past week. He had traded a finely crafted piece of jewelry he had made several months ago in place for a room in the inn and food. Very tasteless, terrible food. While many others might have been able to survive off of such things, a loaf of hard rye bread and dried fish, Azren was not one of them. Then again, it could have been perfectly fine, he wouldn't have known. With a different sense of taste than most, of course food would taste bad.

He had spent nearly all of the time lazing about, sleeping, and eating. Its not that he needed the rest or was sick or anything, he just needed time to think. And silence. But the walls, he found, were too thin to allow him the silence he so desperately wished for. No matter what he did, the sound of the roaring sea filled his ears as if he was sitting in the middle of the open water by himself while it stormed. He could almost feel the cool, refreshing chill of the salty water against his skin. A familiar sensation that appeared often, especially when he chose to lock himself indoors. 

Grudgingly Azren pushed himself out of the chair that was in the far corner of his room, deciding it was time he made his way to the dock. Other than his somewhat small bag, he had no other possessions to take with him. And even in the bag, it was mostly just filled with some rather pretty uncut gems and wiring and the such to make them into jewelry. He did have a spare change of cloths, too. But... that was it. He didn't need more than necessary, its what always confused him about most people. Why did they always want more than was necessary? Shrugging the thought off, he quickly slipped on his boots before exiting the inn in utter silence.

It didn't take long to get to the dock, maybe a full ten minutes because he walked a bit slower than he had planned. By the time he arrived though, there were already quite a few people there, and it seems he was just in time too. A man dressed as a noble stood before them and asked for introductions. Azren eyed the man over for a couple of moments before listening to a couple of others introduce themselves, his grey-blue eyed gaze narrows ever so slightly before be speaks up.

"Azren Dwillen." Though that is all he says, quickly adverting his gaze towards the water. Something he seemed much more interested in rather than the people.