You look through your spyglass, scouring the horizon for the fleet of gamblignants. Finally, you spot them in the distance, and steer your ride in that direction. You elegantly swoop onto the ships's deck and swiftly make your way to the captain's quarter, under the shocked gaze of the crew.

You open the door, without knocking, and the captain, Spinneret Mindfang, gives you an equally suprised and intrigued look. "Well well, the powers that be have finally retrived their posture poles, huh?" "Cut the crap, Mindfang. You know why I'm here. You got a long list of crimes to answer to." You reply, slamming your hands on the desk. She grins, her sharp teeth flashing white like her cutlass. "So you decided to come into my territory to list your grievances?"