After bowing to Andras' men and drunkenly staggering away from the dinner table Robin made his way outside to the bow of the ship.
Under the cover of the bowsprit which was a thick pole that had several sail lines attached to it was the only place where Robin could get some privacy to relieve his bladder.
If memory served him correctly there he would find a raised platform with a circular hole under the bowsprit.
There were many empty raised boxed seats available, so Robin chose one in the middle.
Robin pulled down his pants and had a seat and immediately got started feeling the pressure on his bowels ease as he let loose.
Since the weather was calm he could easily sit there and do his business and every now and again sea water would splash and help to rinse his ass.
Robin didn't have to worry about the ship's crew smelling his stinky liquid poop as the wind was blowing to the front of the ship and would take the smell along with it into the blue yonder.
