Dominic sat at the head of the table, slowly eating the hearty stew that the kitchen had made, while the other guests held an animated conversation about what life had been like before the "Great Storm" as they were calling it.
"You know, I used to be a deck hand for Redaxe, the Orcish Pirate. It was quite the life, but when he asked me to take over at the docks and get him a discount on the tariff fees, I was happy to be back on shore.
In only two months, we had three encounters with Naval fleets, and one with the blue Elves. By the time that we made it back to shore, it was a wonder that we had any crew left at all, and we'd lost half our cargo running from the Elves.
Their ships are ungodly fast, and if you don't distract them with a cargo dump, they'll just run you down and take it all by force." One of the men informed the group.
