"Yeah, yeah," Shouta replied to Runali with a definite slur in his voice. Not just slurred, but nonchalant. It was as if he had no care for her in the world. Somewhat rude, but a common trait among both young pride and veteran wisedom, albeit for varying reasons. It was hard to tell with this guy; he wasn't terribly old but he was far from her age. He appeared in his early thirties, maybe late twenties if the sea was just rough. "It's Shouta," he added before standing up, "youse can wait a moment."
Shouta walked up to the stage and began climbing onto it, mumbling, 'this'n's my favorite'. The front of the stage had a bucket full of gold coins. A high value for what was normally meant for tips. A more veteran drinker, like Luro, might be able to deduce that Shouta had been intentionally purchasing the songs for the evening, paying for them through tips. The song had already started and the band playing were waiting for the now obviously and more so moderately drunk Shouta to climb on stage. It wasn't clear if they were just open to the idea of a customer singing with them or if they didn't give a damn due to the gold he paid, but in either case, they were utterly willing to let him join in. Some taverns were a bit strict with their performers, as fights could lead to damaged equipment, while others encouraged whatever antics brought in customers. New place, new rules - it was hard to tell.
♫ Is it... whiskey or wine, for which we dine!
♪ Drink up, me earties. Yo ho!
Or be it rum for a bum on the streets of the night!
♪ Drink up, me earties, Yo ho!"
Or a swig for a sailor on a cold lonely night!
♪ What drink be in his mug?
Spiced ale, maybe rum, or be he a man, a hard liquor straight to gut!
Do you drink from the bottle or a boot like mutt?
♪ Doesn't matter if you're here an' can paaaaaay! ♫
Although Shouta obviously knew the words and sung under the actual singer, his slurred tone somewhat botched the song. At the same time, that botched tone is what made this drinking song the type of song you would expect from a tavern.There was a brief pause in the song to which Shouta took the time to yell out,
"A drink for anyone who'll get'is ass up on stage and knows teh song wit' me!" Irrelevant of if anyone listened, and the band did slightly draw out the pause to allow anyone whom wanted to join, the song wasn't going to stop if no one else wanted to join. Just stall if they were bold enough to sing, or attempt to, in front of the crowd.
♫ Pick up the bottle and drink it all down!
Then pour you and yer mates a whole 'nother round!
♪ Drink up, my friends down below!
Yo ho! Yo ho! Is that a tavern wench I see?
Yo ho! Yo ho! We've all been too long at sea!
Hold your drinks up high, then slam them straight down!
It ain't a good night if it on the morrow we can recaaaaaaaall!
So...
Drink for your father, your mother, your sister your brother
Hell just drink one for each 'an them all!
We drink for those we still have, those we will lose an' those we have lost!
We drink on the hot summer nights and in the cold, frigid frost!
We're men of all ale and brew!
We drink for our captains, our ships and all of crew!
A tavern is lucky if its not dry when we're through!
♪ Drink up, me earties. Yo ho!
So, I'll ask again! Is it whiskey or wine for which we dine?
An' if we done' dine at all:
Pick yer poison ye curr! Ale, rum, gin or be it clear?
Drink 'til ya can't see at all or ya see like a seer!
Let's all drink together, so we don' drink alone!
Ne'er a sailor on the seas left all on his own!
♪ Drink up me earties. Yo ho!
Drink up, damn I said; we'll drink 'til we're dead:
There's no better way to go!
♪ Drink up me earties. Yo ho!♫