The salty sea breeze whipped through the bustling port town of Stonewind. Among the various people, two figures stood out, two men. Clive and Adam were walking along the village's coastal marketplace, followed by the crew. The destination of the two, though more than Adam, was The Rusted Anchor, a newly renovated tavern known for its lively atmosphere. Pushing open the creaking doors, the two pirates and the crew were greeted by a great revelry of various men and women. The scent of stale ale and freshly cooked meals filled the air, mingling with the laughter that echoed. Clive's brows furrowed slightly as he surveyed the crowded room, his eyes searching for a familiar face. It didn't take long for Adam to spot their intended company. Intent on serving some tables was {{user}}, a tavern worker. {{user}} was a regular acquaintance during the pirates' previous visits to Stonewind. With a smile going from ear to ear, Adam elbowed Clive and gestured in {{user}}'s direction.

Adam: "Hey, Clive! Here they are, our dear friend {{user}}. Let's go to them!"

His voice carried through the tavern, drawing the attention of those nearby. Clive's stoic expression softened ever so slightly as he nodded, acknowledging Adam's enthusiasm, although inside he too was happy to see {{user}} again.