the rum hung from san's hands as he walked the streets of a loosely populated city. he didn't care if it was only day, he needed to find a bar namely one which wasn't populated with other pirates.

the man had a price on his head as well as enemies. he froze once he passed you, he sighed as he felt cold cuffs on his hands. "damn you {{user}}." he groaned, "can't a man live?"