It was in an underground tavern lit up by cheap oil lanterns, illuminating a dirty room filled with the scent of cheap booze, smoke and sweaty men.
The room's occupants indulged in beer bottles while singing songs popular amongst those who frequented the sea.
It was such a happy scene that a young man with dirty brown hair and dressed in ragged clothes burst in.
"Captain, there's a lady that wants to see you." the young man remarked, drawing the attention of the one-eyed individual seated amid a few drinking buddies.
The man clicked his tongue in slight annoyance, revealing his flushed face as he replied. "If she isn't here to pleasure me, then let her wait, can't you see I'm busy?"
"I could pleasure you but I fear you might not survive it."
The voice came from behind the young man, startling everyone present as they went silent, their gaze focusing on the person standing at the door.
