[ Xenk is the kind of paladin who has no use for titles or fame, though he carries it with him regardless. He does not expect to be recognized, truthfully -- his contacts in the Underdark were deep gnomes, not drow, so he carries on just as he would when sharing his name with anyone else.

With humility, in other words. He bows his head. ]

An honor to meet you, Jarlaxle.

[ His eyes twinkle with mirth at the drow's obvious choice of words. Yes, borrowing a shovel shouldn't draw the ire of Tyr. So long as they don't have anyone's name on them or anything like that. ]

Given that many of us have had our belongings wash ashore, there are sure to be shovels available for communal use.