Zhuraek looked on at the place Tyr had occupied.<br/>"God or not, he still took my silver." He muttered under his breath. Turning his attention to Sadain, he took the hand and shook it somewhat reluctantly.<br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Abenefor.</span>That's a dead language isn't it? Haven't  heard anyone speak that for a long time." He paused. "I suppose we should introduce ourselves. I'm Zhuraek. I travel. I kill things."<br/><br/>He paused again and looked over Saidain and Selina.<br/>"That's all there is to me. I don't like excess baggage though. So who are you and what skills do you have that would warrant..." His voice took on a sarcastic tone again. "...Almighty Tyr to send you on this little quest with me?