Just as Byron and his party walked into the Sailor and Cat Tavern to begin their selection.
A merchant ship named the "Rainbow Trout," flying both a pirate flag and the flag of the Golden Palm Trading Company, had just emerged from the mist and arrived at the dock.
THUD, THUD, THUD...
Michal, the crafty merchant from Remit who had previous dealings with the Man-Eating Shark, swaggered onto the vessel.
He held a pristine white handkerchief to his nose, inspected the ship from top to bottom with disdain, and then nodded to the captain of the "Rainbow Trout."
"Mr. James, start unloading!"
The fierce-looking sailors on board, cutlasses in hand, immediately stood ready.
When they lifted the lower hatch of the cargo hold, a nauseating stench wafted out, causing even those accustomed to such smells to wrinkle their brows involuntarily.
Bright sunlight streamed into the hold, revealing a shocking sight within.
People—the space was densely packed with people!
