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We all looked to our right where a small, narrow alley met the larger road. Standing in the mouth of the alley half-hidden by the lengthening shadows was none other than Tillit. He was dressed in his usual attire with his trusty bag at his side and the strap slung across his broad chest.
The jolly pig-man had a smile on his tusked face as he bowed his head low to Spiros. "I'm glad to hear you have not forgotten my family's kindness to you, my dear captain."
Spiros grinned at him. "It was a solid investment on the part of your forbearer."
Tillit wagged his finger at the captain. "It was an act of kindness, good captain. Tillit's grandfather was-"
"Tillit," Xander spoke up. The sus turned to him and his grin widened, but my dragon's lord's lips were pursed as he studied our ol
