Captain Ishmael keeps their face as kind as possible, a facade to hide the giddy feeling welling up within their chest. The metalsmith stands up from his workbench, handing the new captain their own charm. A golden oval, set within a silver skull, a blossoming flower hidden on the opposite side.
Setting the charm around their neck Ishmael thanks the smith with a small number of golden doubloons. Stepping out into the streets of Rocholm Isle, the captain hastened to their ship, eager to set sail once again. Now two charms rest upon the tanned neckbone of the Wayward Sailor, jumping in rhythm to the quick gait of a sailor, eager for adventure.