Maraas Belladom made his way through the ash-stained streets of Talama, trying his best to keep away from the roving gangs and thugs that were using the still-reigning confusion to snatch up any fool unfortunate enough to stray out of sight of the guards. Revolutions were never clean. They'd been defending the Swan from looters and the raging fires throughout the night, and had been in a perfect position to see the Queen go. Asking around, Maraas had discovered her ship had been the only warship in the city-state - aside from his, of course.
That had given him an idea. He'd considered several options, but none of them seemed awfully likely to pay off.
He turned around the corner and set off hurrying down the harbor. The Swan was the only armed ship - lightly armed, of course, but armed nonetheless - in port. It was smaller than a majority of the vessels there, with a sleek, narrow hull the few cannons jutted out from awkwardly. He practically ran up to it and boarded up the ramp.
Most of his men seemed to be present. Good. He'd have to round up the rest as soon as possible.
'Listen up!' he shouted, stepping on a crate of dried fruit. 'Boys, I've got an announcement to make!'
He took a deep breath, looking around. The harbor was empty at this time of the day, nobody in hearing range.
'We came here to burn my brother, and that's done now. I've heard good things - no, scratch that. I've heard William Varaum, my late brother's employer is in Polca, and when he's apparently a lord of some stature. I figure he could use a good ship and an experienced crew. I figure he'd be most grateful.' Maraas paused, smiling faintly. 'Now, this city has not exactly been hospitable to us - I'm sure you'd agre. Before we leave, I figure we should... give her a farewell present. Their Queen took their last ship with them, and I figured... well. Now, piracy is an ugly word, but...' he gestured at the burn marks along the Swan's hull.
'Well have to do this quick. We'll burn and loot as many ships in harbor as we can and then, Bright One willing, fly off to Polca where we will receive a hero's welcome from Lord Varaum. Then we'll live as rich men for the rest of our lives. The man who brings in the most amount of gold gets a week's amount of rum straight-up!'
Maraas Belladom loots and burns Ligoria's undefended harbor like the honourless pirate he is with his Swan Knight (Light Warship) and then gets the hell away to Polca!