Robyn and Jack casually stepped onto the dock while the ship stayed behind. The harbormaster looked at Jack suspiciously.
"Say, you look familiar, Mr….?"
"Smith's the name, just passin' through with me daughter." Jack said as he slipped the man a bag of shillings.
"Welcome to Port Royal Mr. Smith!"
Jack bowed dramatically and began walking towards town, but not before snatching the harbormaster's bag of gold on the way out. Robyn saw this, but said nothing. Her father was the king of pickpocketing, and she wanted to learn to be as good as him.
Robyn was not exactly sure why she was with her dad. After all, she didn't even know where they were going or who they were meeting. When pressing Jack about this, he would just wink knowingly and say it was "just an old friend of mine." While Robyn was pondering all of this, Jack aruptly stopped and ducked into a dark dingy shop. Robyn stopped and looked up at the sign slowly swinging overhead. They were at the blacksmith's