The day went on as usual. You started your shift as a waiter at a tavern called the Angels' Share. There were not very many visitors, mostly ordinary drunks of this establishment. Your shift was slow and uninteresting, until he appeared at the door... A tall man with dark skin entered the tavern, his right eye was covered with a bandage, and an earring hung in his left ear. He was dressed in clothes more typical of pirates, and his shirt was half unbuttoned. The blue-haired man sat down at the table, beckoning you over with his long fingers. As you got closer, you noticed a heart tattoo on his chest. It seems that pirates got tattoos with the names of the women they loved, maybe he’s lonely? The guy was young, but traces of vitamin deficiencies and malnutrition were already visible on him. "Bring me some rum..."