"Based only on my experiences with semi-isolated island cultures, we're being invited to dinner." Gregor said to Brinley. "One way or the other." He added quickly under his breath. He looked down at Oliver's little stick writing. He reached over a ruffled his hair. "Too right, Olli boy. He's not half as scary as Ulric or half the guys we shared the hold with. Ha.Ha.ha.ha!"

The native tried to introduce himself, waving his hand in a motion that was very familiar. "Snake? Well isn't that fortuitous." He said with a wry little smile, pounding himself on the chest. "Gregor. Name." So there were snakes on this island. Ohhhhhhh that was good.