Eva had to struggle to keep check on her tongue as she passed the rowdy men. It shocked her that they would be so brazen to her. Not that they knew who she was, but it couldn't be too hard to figure out that she was armored under her cloak, and yet that didn't dissuade them in the least. Was it the courage born of ale? She also realized that she might have thought the sailors she had worked with as rough men, but they were dainty gentlemen compared to how these ruffians were acting. The crew she served with was far more restrained, which seems to not be the norm. Or maybe it was because they were at port and allowed to cut loose...<br/><br/>Face flaming red with both anger and humiliation Eva kept walking past the men , not wanting to get into a fight, especially in an unfamiliar place. Finally she didn't want to keep looking, realizing she needed some answers, and so she picked the likeliest boarding house (which is to say the least seedy looking) and went inside. Hopefully answers would not be too difficult to get here.