Gweni shook Mimi's delicate paw and touched noses with Holly, "The pleasure is mine." He turned to regard the bleeder solemly, having a feeling that this one wouldn't warm up to him any time soon. He'd have to gain Sig's trust slowly. "I am, quite honestly, stranded. You see, my ship wrecked farther down the coast, and I was going to the city to find help, and perhaps repair materials. So for now my home is this strip of land." He fought back the slight gag reflex in his throught as he said 'home' and 'land' in the same sentance. The land would never be safe for him. To many people, to many eyes.
"But in the mean time, I would be glad to help all of you in anyway I can." Truth be told, this Albie didn't know where the city was. He knew he was in the general vicenity of one, and had managed to land his bedraggled ship on this spit of land before sinking to Davy Jones Locker. He just hoped he had enough supplies back on the ship for the other inhabitants for as long as it took him to find the city.