Abishai's Dragons of Icespire Peak

"It is a bit odd. I'll grant you that," Gareth nods. "They did come to us as a pair though so I guess it only makes sense for them to leave as a pair...or a couple." 

The ranger grows quiet for a moment and then says, "We're close, but Sylvie wishes I was closer. She doesn't like when I leave, when I'm gone for so long." He sighs. "She's told me on several occasions that I should just get a real job, a normal job, not traveling all over the Sword Coast chasing down and killing monsters and selling their parts. We've fought about it...a lot, actually. I hope the dragon doesn't swallow me whole, because the last words we said to each other before I left..." Gareth stares at the ground, a distant look in his eyes. "The thing is...I'd go crazy if I got a job in the city. Sure, I could probably get in with the city guard, but I'd go stir crazy inside a week. Sylvie deserves better, not sure why she's even put up with me this long." The ranger gives Lyra a sad smile before suddenly laughing. "Sorry, I'm probably not the best person to be giving relationship advice."

As the Neverwinter guards approach, Gareth shakes his head ruefully. "Speak of the devils now," he mutters. "Sorry, we haven't seen anyone like that around here. The leader likes to think he's a pirate? What does that mean? Does he have a ship?"