He was walking through the grumpy street of the Pirate's Republic with his captain. They were on a shopping trip, as his captain needed to buy some oranges to keep the crew from getting scurvy, and someone had bought all the oranges and was selling them at the Republic.

Gully scanned the crowd, his thumbless hand resting on the hilt of his sword, ready to cut open anyone who dared to threaten his captain in any way.