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*Ashby probably should have left once seeing the dwarf coming closer, he wasn't quite ready to interact and be part of the rest of the world still. Yet he was caught without an excuse to leave either so he simply stood under the street light as they approached him.* 

*Clearing his throat he'd try giving a small smile, he been called worse than a lass so he didn't really mind. He supposedly his long and wavey hair could give off the look of that when he was still in clothes that didn't quite fit him.* "It's no problem... Staring is a least of a worry around here at night. Uh Ashby, just Ashby." *He'd take their hand to shake, though he had a few questions running through his head at what he was all seeing with this dwarf but best not to get on a drunks bad side.*

"That's quite a title there... I'm guessing you just here for unloading or reloading your ship? Don't most stay with their crew?" *He just was speculating from the time he'd worked close to the docks but he could be wrong. He would be fine admitting such things if he was.*
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The light would add a shine to the gold, but it also revealed scuff and dirt marks that showed these items weren't exactly well cared for. When Ashby introduced himself Dagon nodded firmly and shook the man's hand. It wasn't exactly as watery as he expected it to be, and now that he was closer, he noticed something.


 Even with his bad right eye, and a belly full of liquor, he'd recognise a Triton when he seen one. He'd been plundering them for a few years now after all. His drunkenness meant he couldn't put too much in terms of thought together, but he still knew a Triton didn't exactly belong on the streets of Lazaroth at night. He was likely a slave, and it was this simple fact that spurred Dagon into action.


Enemies, politics, kingdoms, this meant nothing to slaves. They were just victims of circumstance, and in times such as these, slaves needed all the help they could get. As these cogs clicked in Dagon's brain, he began to notice the clothing and state of the Triton. He doubted he'd last too long in Lazaroth, j less he had a plan of some sort.


The questions were a welcome distraction. Dagon loved talking, and what better to talk about than himself? Ashby wasn't exactly wrong, but he wasn't a typical captain, and he said as much, "Ah me crew's a bunch of miserable Drow. Good fellas mind ya, but ya see Ashby a fella like me needs time to enjoy himself, eh?" He laughed and clapped Ashby on the back as if expecting him to relate. 

Even drunk, he wasn't stupid enough to fully divulge his occupation as a privateer and pirate, and just agreed, "Aye though ya are right lad. Just offloading goods." His smile began to fade as he said this, but he quickly perked up, and still with his short arm around the Triton, led him further down the road towards more buildings and shops. 
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"What're ye doing here yaself though lad?" He asked amiably. His tone made it clear it wasn't a weighted question and he didn't need a full answer unless it was volunteered. It was purely a social formality
Ann
*Ashby tried to still keep a friendly smile but it was hard to do, he'd not had many things that made him wish to smile in a long time so smiling felt almost foreign to him. Though he would still act kindly since that much he knew how to be. Something you don't very well forget when a slave, keep your head down and just go along with orders. 

But he was trying to change that a little, he had actually made his way out of the doctors place on his own. Granted probably not the best time of day to do it but he still did it. Ashby would stuff his hands back into his pockets once being friendly enough. Though couldn't help but flinch at the Dwarf clapped him on the back. He doubted he's ever get used to a friendly touch of another but tried hiding that it bothered him.

"I suppose anyone needs time alone when stuck on a ship with a crew for long periods. Would make I suppose anyone need to that time to themselves for a while. Probably why most crews go out to do whatever they do." *Ashby didn't want to sound like he didn't know anything but in honesty he didn't know a lot, it had always been survival for years. His body showed as much but he tried not to dwell on it. He needed to learn how to survive now in a normal way.* "So meaning you will be heading off to your next place.." 

*Ashby would be a bit startled as he got let more towards the buildings and shops, though he wouldn't fight going that way as he just kind of followed.* "I... Just came out to see the night life?" *Ashby didn't really know himself why he was out this late.*