With a hangover

The next morning you wake up with a heavy head. Before you open your eyes, you already feel the pain.
You are lying on a bed, with the covers over you. Strange, you don’t remember going to be last night.
You slowly push yourself up and open your eyes. You study your surroundings. Apparently you’re in a room with wooden walls. There is no one else here, just you.
You throw off the covers and notice you are naked.

You jump out of the bed and instantly get assaulted with some more pain. Why does your head hurt so much? Is it because you drank too much **** and you’ve got a hangover now?
You try your best to remember what might have happened last night, but your mind is empty. You recall there was a party, and Sally was dancing on a barrel and nothing after that.

Dear goddess, what did you do. As far as you know, you might have had sex and lost your chastity. You quickly make a prayer to the burning rose. To your great satisfaction, you are able to connect with her and ask for a sedation of your senses. It is a prayer often used by members of the sisterhood to prevent arousal or prepare for surgery.

Just as you finish your prayer, you hear the door open.
“Oh, you’re awake.” A male voice says to you.
You turn around and see it’s captain Jim. Then you notice you are completely naked. Your first reaction is to cover your privates and scream. Immediately after hurry back into the bed and pull the covers over you again.
“Sorry, Sabine. Didn’t mean to spy on you.” The black captain says as he gets closer into the room.
You are about to ask him what he was doing here, but then you notice you’ve been in this room before. These are the captain’s quarters.
Instead you feign a groan and say “Jim, do you know what happened last night?”
Jim laughs and replies “You can’t remember, Sabby?”
“No.” You say, “Everything is a blur.”
“Not a big surprise, really.” Jim says as he takes a seat at his desk. “When I saw you last night, you were as drunk as a lord.”
You groan again, this time for real.
“I’m probably going to regret this, but could you tell me what happened?” You ask Jim
“Not really much to say.” He shrugs. “I was just walking around and suddenly I see you, stumbling near the docks, unable to keep your balance and slurring every word that comes out of your mouth.”
Thank the goddess, at least it was only that.
“Oh yeah,” Jim adds. “You were also topless and your pants were down to your knees.”
That … is what you were afraid of.

You pull the covers over your head and groan as long as you can.
“I felt I couldn’t let you continue walking around like that, so I brought you up to my quarters and placed you in my bed.”
“Thanks Jim.” You reply. “I owe you.”
The captain gets up from his chair, and hands you a mug filled with water.
“Here, that’ll help again the hangover.”
While your prayer had diminished the pain, it wasn’t completely over yet. So you took the mug and sipped from it.

Jim had been much more considerable then you expected a pirate to be. Maybe he isn’t as bad a person as you originally thought he was. You feel like doing something for him in return, but there is also this gnawing sense of urgency.
You simply can’t spend any lengthy amount of time with these bandits. It is only a matter of time until the daemons leave the abbey and come here. You really should hurry and get to Gerlangen.

What if you simply tell Jim the truth. About the abbey, the daemons and … and about you really being a sister of the burning rose and your quest. Would he help?
The only other way is to trick him into doing another raid near Gerlangen again and try to escape this time.