Your crew members seem satisfied. Hector groused a bit about having to go scout, but his fellows simply jeered at his laziness and threaten to steal his woman if he can’t be bothered to muster up the will to work. All in good fun. Soon Nyx would arrive having finished her shopping and joined the crew for a drink. There was naught much else to do in the pub though more people would arrive. Most were locals, fishermen and potters, though there were a few rough looking folks who knew to steer clear of your crew. 

Eventually at some point a pair of Halfling’s would begin to sing in the tavern, doing decently well but it made the now quite drink Johnathan approach his captain. “Aye Captain, ya good at dem words singing stuff yar? Aye about we show these shorties what a real sea shanty is!”