trader pulled his battered admirals cap tightly down on his head and counted the cash in his hand then turned down the ally way and walked toward the entrance to the Globe and Anchor.
he stopped at the entrance and said to himself....well, here goes. he walked up to the bar and said to the bar keep, gimme a coffeejuice, and make it hot. he tossed a copper coin on the bar. when he was served he took the drink over to a less lit booth and sat down and started thinking random thoughts. well its good to be out and with a full pardon....its good to have all that cash stashed away, its enough to get started again. i gotta get two squads of the raiders back together again. i gotta get a good secondhand ship, and dont forget a crew.
geez thers a lot to do, where do i start?