"Interestin stories huh? Well... None bout me, but I 'member dis orc, ez name was Katalmach. Half-orc like me, bit older, seemed like a nice nuff guy. We were workin da riggins together when we got word of a pirate raid incomin. Now, dis was back when I was still a cabin boy, so I ain't too familiar wif weapons yet. An Kat, he was older but he was da same as me. Official orders were fer me an Kat ta go down under and wait it out, get ransomed if possible, but fight back if we gotta. But Kat ain't wanna do dat. So when we got put under da deck, Kat an me started puttin some crazy weapons tagether. He uh, he made dis sorta club, dat really just a bottle of fish oil onna stick. But he has dat an a torch, so he clubs em with da oil, get em all drench, den he smacks em with the torch, light en on fire. As fer me well... We found us some real weapons, a crossbow an a knife. Seemed pretty good cept... Ain't got no bolts. So we ain't able ta shoot nuthin, and i didn't wanna fight wif just a knife. But Kat see, he tells me ta tie da knife to da crossbow, so da I can stab em with the knife if I don't got no bolts, and den I can shoot em when I find bolts. Worked out pretty well, and I've been tinkerin with somethin like dat fer a while. It's uh, what ye saw when I didn't have me crossbow all put together." Sticky finished his chowder as he was finishing his story.

"We won da fight though no one really took notice of me an Kat. Anyways, bout a month later we hit port and Kat found himself a new job. I stayed on da ships for a while, never hearing from em again. But since dat day I just kinda... Felt like maybe like Kat, sometimes I ought just try and do something meself, ya know? Like I ain't always gotta just follow orders. Maybe try something new I could be good at. I mean, it ain't easy cuz I ain't exactly sure what I'm gunna be good at but... Sometimes ya surprise yerself." Then Sticky listened to you and your story. He quietly nodded, giving one-worded responses just to show that he was indeed listening. For a moment, you two share a look towards the ocean. Though the waves were still rocky, the storm was letting up and you could see what appears to be a sunset in the distance. It was hard to tell that it was in fact daytime during the dark storm.

As you were about finished with your Chowder, Sticky stammered to speak. "I um uh... I-If it ain't too much a bother um... I uh... Ah... Caeda, can I go wif ya? On yer adventure?"