Once Ray was satisfied the Captain was going to be okay, he sat down and sighed contentedly. They had quite the adventure at the port of Hara, and no one was seriously hurt. He normally would be rather sore at the severe lack of tact in the crew's dealings at the port to result in the kind of mess they had just gotten out of, but the buzz of the alcohol gave everything an entertaining atmosphere. He chuckled to himself, [i]Is this the life of a Pirate? If so, I really could grow to enjoy it. This is so much more stimulating than Lendrian high society.[/i] He looked around and took in the scene, Nolan tending to Captain Runali, the girl who saved his life that fateful evening, asking for a song to sail off to, and the rest of the crew looking at him expectantly. Ray couldn't help but feel the song welling up and out his throat. 

"Farewell and adieu to you, Haran Ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Hara;
For we've received orders for to sail for old Lendr'a
And we may never see you fair ladies again.

We will rant and we'll roar like true Lendr'an sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas
Until we strike soundings in the Shadow of the Old Lance;
From Ventra to Vrelance is thirty-five leagues."