Sun's Comin' Up

The tiny man greeted the larger one with a nice and respectful bow. He explained what happened and the guy- who seemed well respected at the very least- and the guy seemed to accept that this wasn’t some scheming thing, which was good, since the last time some of her cohorts went near a pack they were fought after immediately.

Apparently this man had never met Deus either. Sparrow tilted her head. Maybe this was actually a different pack than it used to be. “Huh, weird. I feel like it wasn’t all that long ago either… Hope he’s alright and all.”

After her coughing spill, the man offered her healers after he asked her name and where she came from. Sparrow shook her head lightly, “Nah, I’m already much better than I was. A little alcohol oughta take care of the rest of it.” To his question, Sparrow flourished a bow, “I’m Sparrow of Pirates Plunder, a rag-tag group of rascals and misfits. If you ever need some alcohol or a party, I’m sure we could trade.” She flashed him a smile, she wasn’t sure about commerce and all, but why not pitch it while she was here? “And you, good sire are…?”