Thorbin nods solemnly. He whispers back. “The name’s Thorbin, brother. One day, we’ll talk about the fight over some ale as men should.”Thorbin
The guard took the pike from Thorbin with a look of relief. As the new prisoners were led into the prison for the first time, Thorbin found himself next to the guard who had survived the battle on the main deck, next to the ship's mate. The guard spoke into his ear from over his shoulder, "You've made a friend here, mate. If you need anything, you just ask me. Name's Allard.