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Horizon of Darkness

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Once the "mission" was accomplished, old Joe could finally relax and have a good time. As soon as he burst into the tavern, he was already ordering drinks. (meat dish with a side + rum + horseradish vodka)
Soon, the former pirate was already mumbling something incoherently to himself, burying his dirty face in the empty plate. However, this time, his words and who they were directed at could not be understood.

too lazy to count the expenses, half for food, half for perception

Whatever