His breath... It´s awfull; i can smell, well that he has been drinking for quite some time. Clearly someone who is not used to the hygiene of proper gentlemen.
The way he is dressed... He is clearly someone who has some sort of power over these animals, the king. Almost every piece of clothing he is wearing it is of a dark colour, some of the details are red and golden, the buttons of his coat are pure gold. The eye patch gives stands out, one can clearly see that he has fought plenty of times, atleast, that is what one could assume because of his many scars. He has few rings, some golden, some silver, some with stones, some with out. I could see a ring that stood out from the others, it was pure gold, similar to mine... I hoped that the previous owner of that ring didn´t...
I don´t want to think about it.
I had to look at my ring, made of pure gold, given to me by His Most Catholic Majesty when I became an official ambassador.
His hat was on the table, next to him, it was a feathered and well kept tricorne.
The table, its rather peculiar, it says H.M.S. Surefine. It can´t be, like, an actual part of the ship, it must be purely cosmetic.
``Uhm, yes, sir. I am here to buy, you see; I am a diplomat, and I was on my way to La Habana, after completing some negotiations about some small isles, when my ship was attacked by some... uhm... some pirates. It is docked, and my men are trying to repair it so we can be on our way as soon as possible. But im afraid that I need supplies for the voyage. And since it is rather late, I will also need accommodation for the night: just for me, everyone else is back at the ship, even the officers...´´