Dust slowly blinked his eyes awake.  He wasn't really sure where he was or how he had got there.  He remembered being on a ship.  He also remembered a lot of strong drink.  Apparently someone had decided to put him off some place.<br/><br/>Where ever this place was.  He checked to make sure he still had everything.  Both bodily and otherwise.  It was amazing the types of things people would steel.  Some might steal the eyes out of your sockets just because they liked the color.  We went over his mental list of what he had attached to him and unattached from last he remembered.  All there.  Well since he was in town he would have to find some work.  First though, a bar.  The first when he stumbled across he wondered into he waled up to the bar and slapped it.<br/>"Hit me," he said to the bartender.