It's just another regular morning on the Kraken. The waves rocking the ship have awoken you from your hungover, glass shards greet you on the wooden floor of your cabin, the smell of booze is still lingering in the air from the previous night.

You know you have duties to attend to, but you'd rather sleep. You're far too tired to do anything of relevance, besides, you are not in the mood for- "RISE AND SHINE MATEYYY!"

that was the captain. He burst trhu your door. Typical.