Hunter was focused on planning out the logistics of their voyage, having taken out a sea chart and a notebook. He was right in the middle of figuring out food supplies when the thugs burst in. Not even batting an eye, he drew a pistol and fired a shot over his shoulder. A scream of agony came from one of the thugs, who got hit right in the groin. Nonchalantly he turned to Abigail and said; "The nearest island we can take on some cheap crew is Shipwreck Isle. That's a weeks sailing from here, but we can't get food there, on account of the nature of the Isle. I'd suggest we store three to four weeks worth, in case the winds take us on a bad path."