Your crew were quite happy to receive their cut of the plunder. As soon as you gave them permission to leave, most chatted about spending their earnings on wrenches and booze, lamenting that they haven't had good drink since last time they were on land. Hurrik opted to stay on the ship, saying that he will watch over it but will likely leave later a night for his own pleasure. Nyx also intended to pursue the market and see if there's anything of use for her there. Thus the rest of the men went to look for a pub. Soon Theresa would have some of her men come to the docks and haul away the cargo and secure the elves. With everything sorted, it was time to celebrate.

The crew would find a comfortable watering hole called Salt Rock Shots, a dockside pub popular with sailors and pirates such as yourself. They're named after their special drink: The Salt Rock Shot, a small but potent booze that was lined with salt on the edges, giving it a distinctive burn and texture. The owner of the tavern was a grizzled looking lizardman by the name of Crasher. He had a few barmaids who served drinks, a single chef working the kitchen, and other maidens who would tend to men's more personal pleasures. It wasn't long before a few of your crew members slipped off with these women, leaving you with only Kulee and Oliver as drinking partners. 

"So captain, what's next for us?" Kulee would ask as he puts down a coin for a round of ale for the three of you. It was a strong, dark stout. "I hear a war is brewing to the north. Could find opportunity for plunder there." Oliver downs his drink quickly and soon a bar maiden would come by to refill it. "I'm sure there's some bounties we can go after. Too many hunters and not enough prey. I'm sure if we take a few heads of rival captains, the bounty and plunder will make us rich!" The goliath seems uninterested in Oliver's proposal and still looks to you. "Mercenary work can also be used to clear your bounty, captain. Well... Assuming officials are willing to contract us in the first place."