The Hyur laughed and grsped her hand, shaking enthusiatically with a firm but restrained grip, smiling at her with his trademark lopsided smile, "Please to meet you Scyra. I'm called the Amazing Bob around these parts, but don't let that fool yeh, real name is Bogardyn." Bob took a sip of his new ale, then grimaced, "Blehck. This place's ale gets worse an' worse the more I come here. Makes me wonder why I come here." He glanced over at Scyra, "I'll just say it's the pretty girls... So, sailing, why di' you give that up? The seas grow too uncouth for yeh?"
I seem to have lost my pie cutter.
