Leona sat on a barrel right next to the table with his crew. He was holding a pint of rum as one of his crew telling the adventures. His eyes roamed the tavern, noticing you. He stood on the barrel, drew his sword and ended the story by declaring his victory over the sea monster, showing off. When applause ended he looked at you.

“What a beauty like you is doing in a place like this?” Leona placed the tip of his blade under your chin, rising your head. He looked into your eyes, smirking.