Dan nodded, his face  crinkled in a smile. "Aye, they be thar, but scheduled fer hangin' in the mornin'. The Guv'nor won't take bribes and he just said execute them all. Thar be one who might know somethings though. His name be Randy Jones. Was Blackthorn's cabin boy. I heard he was taken as a slave and worked his way to the good graces o' Blackthorn. Hard tellin' though if it be true. Yonder Maria thar thinks he be innocent. She may be needin' some help to get him out. Don't tell anyone I said so." he grinned.<br/><br/>Maria was busy clearing tables and avoiding grabby hands, her skirt flipping occasionally to show off her pretty legs. The low cut peasant blouse was showing off her lovely curves and the red vest she wore was laced tight. She had long dangling silver earrings and a few of her numerous tattoos were seen on her arms and legs. Around her neck a silver medallion was fixed on a velvet collar. It marked her as Blackthorn's wench to all who knew of such things.