"Precisely. It is time the island was returned to the hands of its rightful owners." He extended one hand to Falthor for a shake, while preparing a rather empty looking pouch in the other. "This should see to your lodging until we set sail. Meet us back here in two days, before high tide."
Darragh did little to hide that his discomfort with speaking to Odd once more. "Yes. Of course. Here is coin for lodging. Return here in two days time, before high tide." He gave Odd a small pouch with minimal gold.
As Odd walked away from the docks, Dracanis stayed behind and continued to stare at Darragh. After a few moments, the Kindir whistled loudly and the Dracon's face shifted from the intense stare it had to a much more relaxed one as he turned away to follow his master.