An eighteen-year-old boy walked down to the harbour; he had received info about a captain recruiting and was curious. He stopped at place and started at multiple ships that were docked. He had heard about the captain “Black Hole Merrick” before but he didn’t knew anything more about him. He didn’t even know what ship could Black Hole Merrick be, it could be a small merchant ship or a big fancy ship. He had no clue what to do, he walked passed a dinghy looking pub and blinked a couple of times. A thought pop in his mind, maybe they’re some bar goers who might know what ship might Black Hole Merrick have.

Before he entered he took a map out of his pocket and bitterly smiled. “I hoped this is what you wanted old man” He whispered as he put the map back. He entered the bar, shady looking pirates and maybe rebels were mumbling about on different tables. The smell made him sick but he endured it. He looked around, hoping to ask someone who didn’t look like creepy, maybe the bartender would help.

“Found any good bounties?” 

Before even moving he heard someone saying that and panicked a little. He turned his head around and he saw a bounty hunter, even before he could put on his hood someone realized quickly it was him.

 “Hey look its Lucky Luck!” Eyes were now looking at him. One shady guy stood up tried to get him by the arm. With quick thinking he grabbed a grey card from his pocket and threw it on the floor causing smoke and mist to fill the bar. To avoid anymore trouble he put on his hood and with nearly everyones vision blocked he ran out the bar. He wanted answers but not trouble, he cursed to himself. Then he heard shouting behind him, he needed a place to hide, something small and unexpected.