"Hey!" Dalious grunted at the sentinel as he lifted him and patted him off.  "I can do it myself!"  He gave Gortul a displeased look.  Dalious would never admit to it, but he was thankful for the man's aid to an extent.  "I liked you better when you were a mute!  Who's Diane?"

Before the conversation could go on, the prince had approached and Dalious found himself naturally giving a slight bow.  "Ah, young prince," he said as he prepared to answer him, though they were interrupted by others.  A paladin brought forward what appeared to be a pupil of his.  The unwilling young apprentice was to fight in the arena under the princes' name and banner, which gave Dalious an idea to pay back the favor of saving his life.  

As they continued to speak before him, the pirate pulled out a coin he had pick pocketed from Gortul just moments ago, flipping it through each of his fingers in thought.  He often liked to think amongst silver or gold, for no other reason then he liked the feel of it.  He also began to wonder if he had any warrants of arrest in Gurata, but that subsided once he realized he had never been this far to the north.  At least on land.  It was when he realized Gortul was staring at him that he smiled and flicked the coin back to the large sentinel.  "Sorry, pirate."  

He turned and bowed again to the prince once his attention had come back to him.  "No inconvenience young prince," Dalious spoke.  "In fact, I see but opportunity.  My name is Dalious Durendail, famed pirate and adventurer of the southern seas!  Perhaps you've heard of me?"  He spoke proudly but falsely, as his fame was clearly only in his own mind.  He ignored his own question and continued.  "I was amongst the villages attacked by H'kelans.  Minding my own business, selling fish to the locals and what not."  He lied as he didn't think his sentence of being hanged that day added to the story in the very least.  "Ahem, then out of the forest they came in great number.  It was a massacre, young prince.  I barely escaped and rode to the north, where you found me and my horse...."  The pirate looked around the company and had just realized the stallion that he rode out with was indeed taken along with them.  He gave off a sigh, as he also owed something to the animal.

"I would but pay back the favor," he started again.  "Allow me to take place of one of your men in this arena battle, allow me to pay you back for my life.  Worst comes to worst, you save one of your men and but lose a meesley pirate."