Felih can't help but feel a bit cheered up by P'rhinn's apparently enthusiasm, and he smiles and follows along.

"To Kholusia," he agrees, and soon they're on their way. The moment they arrive on the strangely deserted shores, he already feels uneasy, the entire area having an odd aura about it despite it being a seaside region.

"This place feels strange, doesn't it?" he murmurs, before sticking closer. "I would've expected a seaside region to be bustling more, but I suppose it's really true that most folk fled to Eulmore... ugh, it must be that garish looking thing in the distance."

He makes a face of mild distaste at the struction on the south shore. "But should we look around or just head straight there?"