[center][h2][color=6ecff6]Shannuk[/color][/h2][/center]

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	Pushing himself to his feet Shannuk swayed a little, making a show of holding his head and pressing against the cell’s damp wall. [color=6ecff6]“Sorry, just a little dizzy chum,”[/color] Shannuk lied, milking the situation for all it was worth. Waving off any help offered the pirate fell into step beside Rila, watching the guard, and more importantly the lock and key he was using to secure their vacated cell. This one seemed a little sharper, someone to be reasoned with perhaps...? He took a moment to memorize the guard’s face, 

	[color=6ecff6]“It's nice of them,”[/color] Shannuk commented to Rila, loud enough for the guardsman to hear.[color=6ecff6] “To let no good, dirty criminals like us even draw breath, let alone get fresh air outside. It makes one want to do good by them, cause they’re doing good by us, a little tit for tat if you catch my drift. One could always be thankful for every little nicety shown. It makes me want to turn my life around, recognize my wrongdoings and maybe help someone if its ever needed. A little redemption if you will. Besides it's always good to have friends above and below when th’ seas get rough.”[/color] Shannuk winked pointedly at Rila. [color=6ecff6]“Wouldn’t you concur miss, ah, didn’t catch your name there. I’m Shannuk, call me Shan, or Nuk, or whatever you’d like, just not blubbernose, can’t abide that name.”[/color] 

	[color=6ecff6]“Oh, and since we’re starting on good terms and sharing introductions might be good to learn our jailor’s title as well.”[/color] Shannuk flashed a cheeky grin at the guardsman, his demeanor friendly and welcoming. [color=6ecff6]“So, if we ever catch any on the downside trouble, we know who to tell forthwith. We wouldn’t want some upstart no-good lobster getting all the credit, now would we?”[/color]