The one leading them wore a normal robe, embroidered in the center with a pale gold, eye-shaped pattern.
The robes of the others were sewn with thumb-sized metal Armor Plates, resembling a sort of lamellar armor. They had small metal shields strapped to their left forearms, also bearing the eyeball emblem, and gripped Gemstone-inlaid Nail Head Hammers in their right hands.
Judging by their attire, they had to be the Clergy of the White Tower.
These people paid no heed to the chaos on the docks, acting as if the fishermen and pedestrians didn't even exist.
Colin was certain the White Tower had given no advance notice to the people at the docks about a group of Alien Races arriving today. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been this chaotic.
Durandel smiled and shook hands with the leader from the White Tower.
After the two exchanged a few words, they turned and started walking toward the shore.
