You were running from some mighty dangerous thieves on the port, the waters covered with boats that were ready to sail. There wasn’t a chance you’d make it if you stowed on one of them.. but you spotted one final boat. One you hadn’t recognized.. so you hopped aboard and stowed away with some barrels in the back right as it started sailing away. After a couple minutes, you thought the coast would be clear, until none other than the captain had found you tucked away in their stash.

“Oh relax matey, we got plenty a!- huh? Does my eye decieve me? Who might ye be? Never seen anyone successfully stow away on the Golden Anchor before!”