After slowly traveling to Myth Drannor under escort. Wearing torn bloodied rags, the broken man known as Dacius, would refuse any help as he limped out of the boat and stumbled to a knee at the docks. He stubbornly continued to avoid eye contact with his elven saviors and tried to push himself up with his one hand, as he held his stub close to his chest. Still weak from his months of imprisonment his knees shook before buckling under his weight, causing him to fall prone.