Am I Not Entertained?!

Pyralis had seen a small band of loners on her way to Fireside, they had an interesting assortment of items and she was fairly certain she could steal some. Or pretend to be old and blind and helpless and see if she could sucker them into taking care of her long enough for her to sneak away some useful party items.

Pyralis shook her head, she'd never had weed. She'd been force fed weeds of various kinds in a healing capacity but she had a pretty good idea the 'weeds' that Sparrow was referring to would be a bit more fun than taking her medicine.

"Am I gonna have to start counting my booze bottles?"

Pyralis pretended to be shocked at the question. "I certainly hope you're not implying that I would steal from a fellow pirate. I would never." A complete lie, but she did want to stay on Sparrow's good side and had no interest in getting herself kicked out of the band before it even got going.

Pyralis chuckled as Sparrow asked if she had ideas about packs for raids. "Giiirrl, I'm so old that all the packs have probably changed by now or no longer exist."