The Siren's Crest had floated into the port undetected. The ship was very well taken care of. Cleaned spotlessly, pained with the Ivory and light brown paint. But the one thing that got them into the port without any problems was the fact they flew with French flags instead of pirates. To many pirates the move was dishonorable. But to Captain Tiamat, it only made sense. The only reason they were stopping after all was to stretch their legs on earth. The town had been raided several times in the past year, and honestly held nothing Clémence found particularly interesting. Most of the goods would have been taken already. What was left anyhow. They were disguised as a French Merchant ship. Something that with a well taken care of ship, and common colors was very easy to pull off. The ship did not look like a Pirate ship, and even the crew looked like a regular Merchant's crew. Then again Merchant crews, and pirates crews looked similar.

Normally they would have set sail after two days. But instead Clémence heard of the festival in town, so with the vote of the ship, they decided to have some fun with the town. They had been in the town for about four days already. Clémence wore a red bandanna holding her wavy brown air back. Her clothes were very fine, comfortable, and looked amazing to the poor folk of the town. Not many could recognize her, even if Clémence was practically famous. Since her description had been changed several times threw word of mouth. Only the tattoo under her eye was visible, not that many seemed to pay attention to the detail. It meant nothing after all. Only there for decoration. Even the many tattoos on her body had their stories to tell. Except for the one under her eye. Well.. it was private to be honest.

Clémence sat outside of a tavern at a table. Several pitchers of ale were sitting in front of her. All empty except for the one in her hand. She had been there for probably two hours just drinking. The scream of the singer only caused her to turn her head slightly to see a group running, and a man holding his family jewels. Just as quickly as they left, Clémence returned to her drinking. Best part was, her vision was still there! After what.. two, three, seven drinks? Something like that. Her first mate would probably come hunting her down in a couple of minutes. As she usually did. The Captain was positive the crazy woman was only there to make her life miserable. A child ran up to Clémence.

"Hey lady! You look pretty, do you have a coin so I can have to buy a sweet?" The village seemed to return to the normal festivities even after the crew. Maybe they were just used to it. Or maybe they had not taken anything too valuable. Clémence reached into her pocket and pulled out a copper coin, handed it to the boy. "Here you are. Buy some things for your friends too boy." Not a very Pirate thing to do no, but being drunk did crazy things to a girl. She stood up, drinking the last of her ale down before stepping towards the crowd. Stumbling slightly before reaching up to rub her eyes. Blinking a couple of times like it would help. Sadly she started to walk straight. Towards a crowd of people dancing.

Clémence hopped right into the crowd, having a bit of fun while she danced with the townspeople. Even members from her rather large crew were dancing. The Siren's Crest crew was easily forty plus people. The ship was very large and easily intimating looking. Clémence had made sure part of her crew was on board on to watch the ship. Since pirates were not above stealing from other pirates. Especially since her ship would be a target. And probably was a couple of times. If it was not for their unnecessary amount of cannons. Seriously, they even had cannons in storage on the ship if needed. Clémence had a couple of weapons at her side for obvious reasons. Pickpockets would loose a hand if they tried. Which speak of the devil. Clémence turned towards a man, grabbing his hand as he had her coin purse.

"Aye, not such a wise idea my friend. Hand it here." Clémence threatened. A couple of members from her crew stopped dancing and turned towards their Captain. Although to many of the townsfolk, it was known she was a merchant. Who appeared to pay her crew handsomely enough to always have protection. Which Clémence did pay her crew quite well compared to other boats.