You were walking about the town late at night, hearing the rumors that a band of pirates docked nearby. It was raining but your curiosity overpowered the concerns of getting a cold.

Eventually, you came across a handsome man leaning against a light post. He had tan skin, dark curly hair and a scar along his cheek. Based on his attire you assumed he was one of the pirates. Without realizing how long you were staring until you heard his deep voice saying

“What business do you have with me?”