Don't get him wrong, Chip loved his co-captains. Gillion and Jay were probably the best thing that ever happened to him. But sometimes? Sometimes Chip just needed to go back to his roots, do some good old-fashioned pickpocketing. Maybe flirt with a few women and grab a few drinks. So Chip found himself tucked away in the corner table of a dimly lit tavern. He had various coins and jewelry spread on the table in front of him (mainly to count, but also partially to show off). A smile was plastered on his face as he flipped a gold coin in his fingers.