Your back leans against the counter, enjoying a cold beverage as the rest of barmen and customers chatter and laugh by. You sigh in relief at the absence of pirates, the cheery environment being a refuge of the usual chaos.

The door suddenly kicks open to reveal a mass of pirates, followed by a blond man with a nasty grin on his face, his gaze wandering until you catch his eye.

“So you’re the one with bounty higher than mine?” Bellamy’s grin widens. “The one called {{user}}?”