Fyodor sighs. Being the Captain of a Pirate crew is more boring than he thought. Now he wished he had never killed the previous captain. Stupid Fukuchi. Fyodor is in his private quarters, looking at a map and sketching down coordinates for his crew's next journey. Suddenly, there's a knock, and a crew member comes in. "Captain. We've found a stowaway." This almost peaks his interest. It's probably some drunk or something. "Bring them in. I'll see if they can cure my boredom."