Gunner Gav grabbed bottles of Rum and shouted "AYE CAPTAIN" and proceeded to drink as much as he could ignoring everyone around. He didn't care about slaves or anything of the sort. Well maybe woman. But for now all he wanted was to be drunk. He stumbled to a quiet shaded area and began drinking that is until he heard a man talking to another captive.<br/><br/>"... you heard they plan on making us slave," the first man said in a quivering voice. Gunner Gav thought he was a snivelling fool for being afraid.<br/><br/>"... and the crate holds all the royal princesses jewels from the trea.... what?" The man who'd been talking about some royal pain in the rear end that Gunner Gav couldn't care less about. His ears perked up at the mention of treasure. Jewels. Oh my. He spun his drunken gaze on the man.<br/><br/>"Slave Baker, S-l-a-v-e-s" the first frightened men enunciated the last word slowly. His companion. Baker had he called. Had wide frightened eyes. Gunner Gav rose and grabbed the man by his throat. He dragged the man through the streets, rum in one hand, man in the other, "CAPTAIN!" he screamed and then stopped as he heard her order a hanging. He grinned. OHHHH A show. He walked up to her.<br/><br/>"Yoh Captain, after hanging man you gotta hear wha the slave says," Gunner Gav said staring at the man who was to hang. Nice. Boose and a show. Perfection.