Posts from Peter Duff (Goeden Dag) Auto-translated

--That's great! Let's go then! What if she arrives earlier? It wouldn't be nice to make her wait.

And Peter, pondering how to spend his remaining money, followed the captain to the tavern.

Antonio, without hesitation, sat down at the first available table. Ceres wasn't there yet, but he was right, she arrived earlier than expected. In the meantime, Antonio managed to drink some rum.

Well, Peter didn't waste any time – he drank a glass of grog, played dice, and used his winnings to hire a port prostitute.

Ceres entered and looked around. "Hello, Antonio! I'm so glad it's you," she said, sitting down at the table. "Did you want to talk to me?" "Yes, I did. Peter, please leave us alone for a moment." Peter Duff +300 experience (level up)

Peter, along with the girl he had rescued, went to his room.

Regarding the game, Doug: I won't just give you money, but if you write down the bets, I can randomly calculate whether you win or lose and deduct/credit the corresponding amount, minus the cost of the grog and the "lady."
Probably, something inappropriate was happening in the room, but only Peter and the prostitute knew about it. Female screams could be heard coming from the room: "You brought me here!", "This is a dump!", "May you rot for your cheapness! You even hired the cheapest prostitute!"

In the morning, Peter settled his accounts with the girl, gave Eddie his last money for lodging and drinks, and, penniless (as usual), headed to the ship.

Okay, we could have counted fairly, but whatever. Also, you still need to write down the stats that can be improved with each level up.
On the deck, the captain and Cerera were already waiting for him.
--How long are you going to keep us waiting, Duff? We were about to set sail without you! Hurry up.

Muttering something unintelligibly, Peter headed to the captain's cabin.

Soon, the confident commands of Captain Antonio could be heard, along with the familiar sound of sailors' footsteps, and the ship began to slowly move away from the port. Then, the captain shouted again, this time louder. Listening closely, one could understand that he was calling for Peter.
--Duff! Duff!

- What the hell!
Muttering curses in several languages, Peter went upstairs.

The voice came from the bridge. The captain, Cerera, and their navigator were there.
--Duff, I decided that you might be interested in hearing about our plans, which we can now adjust thanks to our expert.

"And because of this, they pulled me out of my hammock?" Peter thought. And then, aloud:
"Yes, sir. I'm interested in this."
"But, damn it, let's get this over with quickly," he thought.

Ceres approached the map of the Wild Ocean and began making notes.
--Here, here, and here. Setrok's expedition sailed through here and captured coastal villages of Barbarians. You found little treasure because you don't know the history well, and specifically about Setrok. This seafarer practically looted all the natives on the islands of the Wild Ocean and even on the shores; his immense fleet made it quite possible. There was no point in searching their villages, especially abandoned ones: Setrok had almost certainly been there. Therefore, we need to focus not on searching for ancient settlements, but on searching for Setrok's campsites and, ideally, the remains of his fleet.