Ren stifled a yawn and leaned against the pole around which the Sea Dog was anchored. The sun made him sleepy and he couldn’t do a thing whilst Crooks was out at his meeting, if it could be called that. He closed his eyes and folded his arms enjoying the smells of Theros. He could smell the heady spices indicative of Xin food. He listened to the constant buzz of noise and picked out all the different accents. There was no such thing as a person from Theros, this place was the world and everybody was welcome here, kings or paupers, young or old. He cracked an eye open and saw two young women strolling past looking up at the Sky Dog. One was a particular beauty and she caught his eye. He smiled lazily at her and tipped his head slightly, “A beauty.”
“Aye she is,” replied the girl looking up at the ship once again.
“Wasn’t talking about the ship.”
The girl arched her eyebrow at him, “I was.”
Ren grinned and ran his hands through