When the lookout first shouted for land, Kard had set down the latest in a long string of books that he'd been reading about the new continent, and walked into the bow of the ship, watching for this marvelous new land of opportunity. There was no telling how much, if any, of the things written were true, but an unreliable guide is at least a little better than no guide at all.

Now that the ship has docked, Kard is among the first travelers to disembark; there's positively a spring in his step. He heads straight for the guild of the Blue Lily- while tomb robbing isn't precisely his beat, the information network that such an organization would possess is undoubtedly useful for the opportunity to find further arcane writings and ritual areas.