Lillian looked up and towards the bow of the ship. And what she found was a man looking down on them with an appearance that could only be described as a stereotypical pirate.
He had a large, fuzzy, black beard, a wooden peg leg, a pirate hat, and even a metal hook in place of his right hand. This Captain of the damaged wooden ship went under the name Captain Righthook.
Fortunately, he only looked like one rather than being one. Or else he would've been swarmed by the coastguard the moment he docked at the harbour.
Lillian smiled, put on her most innocent expression, and waved. She then called out to the man in a cheery voice, "Captain! Are you perhaps heading towards the Eastern nation?"
"Yah, what about it? How did a little gal like you know?"
"Oh, I'm just asking around, that's all... But anyway, could we join your journey? We're looking to get to the east as well!"
