Who: Ris and Grant Where: His shop What: Ris heard a rumor and goes to check it out.
Ris had been in town for a few days. She'd managed, in that time, to become something of a fixture in the tap room, running the card game that now seemed to be almost constant. She made enough playing that she could afford her lodging and food and some new clothing, the essentials really, but she was pretty careful not to take anyone for too much to cause any sort of bad will. It was a delicate balancing act, really, but the first rule was not to mess the nest. Don't piss people off where you live. If you want to fuck people over, do it away from home. Well, this was home now, so no fucking people over.
It had been a day or so since the rumors started. Rumors of a shake up within the pirate ship. The whole town was buzzing with the changes, actually.
To Ris, though, it spoke of an opportunity. Change was good. It meant that the established pecking order had some room to be flexible. And fortune favored the bold, right?
So with that in mind, she gathered her things, washed her face a bit, and made her way to the barber's shop. She wanted to beard the lion in his den, so to speak. He was the new first mate, so she might as well introduce herself and see what sort of reception she got.