[center][img]https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/BmS_KOXj6xuODg09TIS0RNjzOK68kgDztQ9nNdI3Yg0/https/fontmeme.com/permalink/230330/6ca12ad9d4a41de66f03b64b9e0e2453.png[/img][/center]

[b][color=0e99ff]Time:[/color][/b] Morning
[b][color=0e99ff]Location:[/color][/b] Port Vanarosa, The Seagull
[b][color=0e99ff]Interactions:[/color][/b] Tanelia, Amisra
[b][color=0e99ff]Mentions:[/color][/b] Ismael
[b][color=0e99ff]Equipment: [/color][/b] Sword, ring, and some amas.

[center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/710908524602851461/1096218776254558298/sparkly.png[/img][/center]

Drosis strode off the deck, Leaving Arlen and apparently Amisra on deck. [color=0e99ff]"When you're through here, Amisra, come and find me at the Seagull. I have something for you as well, after everyone's wound down a touch."[/color] He said, on his way off the ramp. Knowing her, she'd probably be below deck or upstairs somewhere with Arlen and Solaris knows who else. Not that it mattered to the captain where his crew relaxed. They all knew they had responsibilities and he trusted them all with his life. Amisra in particular was a capable bastard in her own right, so he left her to it. Drosis strode down the docks with his hands in his [url=https://external-content.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacketsthreads.com%2Fimage%2Fcatalog%2FJackets%2Fblacksailscoat%2F713HtrzPMaL._UL1500_.jpg&f=1&nofb=1&ipt=2f96259654078ef6d6de79d6afeb1da3d205803a57ed04a658015ec21d9d616b&ipo=images]pockets,[/url] headed for a tavern. It was the break of dawn when the Saltrunner arrived, but Port Vanarosa was just that- a port. This was the kind of place that never slept, given that ships were constantly anchoring and leaving at any possible hour.

He swung the door of the Seagull open and headed directly for the bar in one motion. This was a place where Drosis had spent enough amas to fund a whole dreadnought by now. Among the pirates who ate and slept here, Drosis was a well known face. Typically, a pirate could measure their own reputation by what happened when they walked into a place full of their own kind. In his case, no one even acknowledged his presence. People knew not to bother the old elf, and that the sword wasn't for show. Drosis could count on one hand the number of times he had to put some brazen pirate in his place during a barfight that lasted but ten seconds. These were his people, and it felt great to be on solid ground again. He waited for the bartender, Tanelia, to come by and place three gold amas on the counter. Enough for food and coffee, and something extra for her to keep. 

[color=0e99ff]"Shrimp and coffee. Black. Good to see you, Tanelia."[/color] Drosis wasn't the type to flirt with bartenders, but he respected people who fed others. As a pirate who made enemies daily, he made a point of never disrespecting someone that handled food for a living.

[color=0e99ff]"Busy as ever, I see."[/color]