Rebecca walked through the door a bit nervously.  This was her first time coming to Sky Haven for anything, but she needed a job, and rumor had it that this was the best place to find one.  She made her way through the smoke-filled room and up to the bar.  "Bourbon on the rocks, and would you happen to have any job offers?" she said to the burly bartender, hoping the answer to her question was a positive one.  She couldn't wait to get back at the militia morons who had lost her a job as a barnstormer, just because the formation her team had pulled off had been labeled "potential pirate activity."  Well, if they wanted a pirate, they'd get one, right up their tail ends.