Pick the stool

You shouldn't delay for too long.

Walking into further into the cabin, hearing the door shut behind you, you pick up the little stool, carry it over to Red Tail and sit down beside her.

”Something wrong with the chair?" She asks, nodding to the throne-like construction next to her.

Going for charisma, you flash the captain a winning smile and opine, ”Not my style."

"I see," replies Red Tail, "Let's see if this mission is more to your tastes. I want you to lead a rescue party. Some friends of mine sailed through here a few days before us. They were attacked by a band of flying red gargoyles and some of their crew kidnapped. They came from the island we're just passing. I want you and two pirates of your choice to scout the island and see if they're still alive. If it's safe to rescue them then do so."

"How many red gargoyles might be based there?" you ask, amazed that you're being given such a dangerous mission.

Red Tail doesn't even bat an eyelash, ”Dozens," she admits, "That's why Pixie can help you pick two good pirates for this mission. You can also refuse. I like pirates who own up when they feel a mission is too far outside their skillset. If you do refuse then I'll bump you down to cabin girl and you can spend your day in the kitchen while dealing with Monteith the Bear. He likes his kitchen neat but his blowjobs messy."

Red Tail finishes, ”So what will it be?” The buxom fox in leather trousers waits for your response.