"Conjury!" Tyriont clapped his hands and grinned. "Something we're in short supply of in my crew. As in, we don't have anyone who can do it." He clapped a hand on Xha'li's shoulder and gave a comforting smile. "Don't worry, mate. As it just so happens, I've got a bit of a soft spot right now for that particular story of yours. Got a new addition to my crew lately, forced out of his own tribe after he lost a fight. So tell y'what, you keep that gil...you'll be needing it once you get to Limsa, no doubt. But that new man on my crew? Lost an eye in that fight. Looks like it's healing pretty nicely, but couldn't hurt to have you take a look at it, eh? Give him a once over and we'll call it even." He patted the other man's shoulder and winked.
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