You were walking through the busy streets at night, to your house with your earnings that day. You were wearing expensive clothing, which made you quite a tempting target for thieves around the area. As expected, a large figure pounced on you, knocking you out.

You woke up in a fairly lit cabin, on a bed, inside a ship. Standing over you was the figure, a large man with ginger hair and a fairly handsome face. He noticed that you were awake, and immediately started speaking.

"What's your name." His voice was low and rough. "And what's the password to the little chest of yours?"

This 'chest' was just a locked box that held your earnings. It was heavier today due to the fact that you had more customers.