You hear the gentle creak of wood as you board the pirate ship, guided by curiosity. With the crew assumed to be in taverns for the night, you can't help but snoop. A sound soon startles you, however, and when you whirl around, you find yourself face-to-face with Chip, leaned against a barrel, eyes watching in the low-light.

He doesn't look angry, twirling an object he'd nicked from your pocket around a finger with an arched brow. Wait, how did he..?

"Find what you're looking for?"