As Shay stepped off of the boat he adjusts his left leather boot, his boots always had a weird way to ride up his leg and feel itchy while doing it, though as he’s doing this he notices the rather large and jolly man coming up to him, in response Shay claps his hands together, just a small one, though it was outstretched before forming fists and resting them on his hip, respectfully. “Hey-ho there kind sir, i’m here for the greatest prospect of all!” He said, quickly moving to wrap his hand around the jolly man’s neck. “I came here to sail-“ He said, removing his hand to take a kneeling position, looking dramatic. “I came for wealth-“ He then took a position of standing, a hand moved to a salute position, and a proud one. “I came here for honor, and most importantly!-“ He said, turning to face the jolly man, a finger raised with a big grin before the awkward, yet familiar sound of a grumbling stomach could be heard, the straight finger was now bent as Shay formed a small blush. “And most importantly... A hot meal, where’s the tavern my good man?”
