When he was eighteen, after thirteen long years spent at the academy, Webley graduated. The thought had never really crossed his mind of the changes he experience after he had finished his courses, all he could remember has been the academy. His friends, his teachers, his tutor, all the people he had been living alongside all these years; shaping him into the man he was that day. He didn't have much in the way of personal possessions, not even a pencil to call his own. All he had was his bow, a small pile of clothes and a pouch of silver. His teachers had advised him on what to pursue down the career path, but that could only get him so far. Actually preparing himself to live in an environment away from the regular calm and hassle of everyday school life will be completely new to him.

Webley had been advised that to get the job position he wanted, he would need to get an apprenticeship under the watch of a tavern manager. Webley had picked out the tavern 'The Grumbling Wanderer', located on a northern Dunren island. However, Webley had given himself a short time in between his graduation and the start of the apprenticeship, this would be enough time for the travel north and a few days of relaxing. Webley bought a ticket for a ship and set off the next day. The journey was set for travel from the north of Cresteria, through the Eastern UHSD islands, a day's break in Dunreen and then the continued passage into the northern reaches of the archipelago.

Webley had not been back into Dunreen territory since he had left when he was five, though this would be different now; I am visiting Dunreen, he told himself, not arriving there as a citizen. I am Cresterian. And nothing would persuade him otherwise. Though Webley did feel that he should at least visit his old home, visit his father, he owed him that much for the gifts he gave to him all those years. Milo had only gotten scorn from Webley all these years, the boy had sent little letters, and even the ones he did send were brief and void of any real emotion. 

Luckily, his old home would not be too much of a detour from where he wanted to visit in the city, areas like the grand corn farms and the ----- tavern, which was famous for being the very first Brewers' Guild tavern in the UHSD.