It was dark and very dusty in the Sailor's Den, as usual. Two sailors, Aquilonians and pirates no doubt, were sitting together on a dirty bench just off to the side of the fight pit. They were deep in conversation talking just loud enough to hear each other over the drunken cheers of sailors and other regulars watching the current brawl happening within the fight pit. They were careful to be not too loud to be overheard as they discussed what was most likely their latest haul of booty from a merchant ship they had raided. One of the sailors a scrawny man with sunkist, leathery looking skin and thin blond hair stood up quickly, he was angry about something his companion had said and seemed ready to throttle him.