Lrz looks at the orc and kinda sus's him out. "I'm a wee short in the g at the moment, so i'll just take the flinty mate, thanks" Lrz then leaves his shop area and starts browsing the market and other shops for what ever turns his eyes.

Lrz eventually makes his way back to the ship, asking for spare change along the way.

Pete walks into the tavern, which as usual prompts a stunned silence from the patrons.  That or he's not paying attention.  Walking over to the bar, he drops a gold coin.  "Rum, an' I don' wanna see the bottom of my glass for a good while."

Back at the ship Blood would be finishing up his business with the orc as the Orc said "Right, well that should be it for the enhancements. Got the payments so everything should be good to go now." He said nodding as Blood would be looking around. 

Blood would give one final nod as he said "Nice, nice. Thanks Ulreg." He said, handing over the gold to him as Ulreg nodded. While the orc was leaving, Lrz would notice that on this orc's left cheek was an emblem, looked burned on there, of a cloud. Blood would notice Lrz returning and asked. "Ran out that fast?" He asked laughing and said "Ah well, plenty of jobs and what not to do." He said.
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Munda would look over to Lilly as he gave off a slither of his tongue and said "Ah, glad ta see ya lass. Hows things been workin' fer Blood?" He asked. When Pete entered and put the gold on the table well. "Hm...alrigh' then." He said slithering back a bit and grabbing a bottle and pouring a big tankard into it. He would return and hand it over to Pete. "There ya go, son." He said, going back to his own Moonshine.
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There wouldn't be too many objects to be found in the Claw markets, Rosé may have to ask Blood where to find to liven up her quarters would be. But something she did notice was the jewlery stall owner half orc was putting up a sign in the middle of the market. "Ah there we go, now everyone will get the job postings now, and quiet bugging me to give it to folks." He said nodding. There would already be some jobs on there, three of which were high paying.

(1) Find the lost chest on Snake Island 3900 gold
(2) Hunt down the Imperial Captain Thane 8900 gold
(3) Obtain 20 lbs of scales from ol' Liz. 130,000 gold [ps. 30,000 is to give to Ol' Liz as payment]

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The halfling would be kind of sqeemish with the fish that came out of the dwarfs beard but he would go and cook it up. Harold would raise an eyebrow about the question, but when he mentioned the Federation Harold couldn't help but scowl. "Blasted Federation. Never the same when Cloud-Holder got a hold of the throne." He said, finishing his tankard and getting another. "Givin' the High elves a bad name here, and for good reason. This here region borders Cloud-Holder's region so yea, 90 percent give er take o' High Elves are Federation, but ye hear me when I say this, Cloud-Holder is slipping up, and the elves of the West will take them out but good, you just watch." He said, drinking down half of his second tankard. "After tha' well, hopefully things settle down over there again." He said shaking his head.

"Ah but sorry, them boys get me riled up, I was a member of the Federation back when it was good, back before Cloud-Holder went and tainted the fair name..." He said with a sigh and leaned back a bit, in thought. "Any ways to answer your question, well it kind of started out with me Pap getting poisoned funny enough, me Ma healed him up but while he was in an' out me pa just went head over heals over her, they started ta hang out and well, the rest is history." He said.

"a fine tale, lad. 'ow'd yer da git poisoned, anyway? n' what brings ye to Port Claw? I be tryin me hand at a wee bit o' piratin, if'n only to get back at da world for the last years. Affer 'at, 've got me a letter o' introducin' to the Dwarven Academy of Alemakers down on the Hammercoast. I can already beat this swill, but I've only scratched the surface o' the trade." Seabeard has by now finished his second tankard and eagerly awaits more tales, more ales, and his breakfast.