"It's on a boat, see I was a part of their smuggling group, a slave at birth. There is a lot of it! A LOT OF IT!."

Kahl leaned back in his chair his dream coming true. Ja had ran out, probably getting himself into trouble, but what did he care. He ordered a piece of bread and bit into it. 
He watched the breton move about from tables, was he looking for more poeple? Where these people new? Did they not have a group? So many questions ran through his head. He had to break the smile.

"So...what are you? A pirate? I'm up for that, i'm sure my skills would apply very well. I assure you I know my way around a ship."

Kahl cracked a smile, leaning into his chair, he found his new life and it was going to be fun.