SmolderingFlame's Lair

As you start up the ramp to board the ship, you take in the tattered, nearly useless sails, the massive gaping hole towards the stern, and the broken foremast. The sails ripple in a nonexistent breeze, and as you step onto the deck you realize the reason for this once proud ship's state. It's a ghost ship, though none of the crew appear to be dead.
A Pearlcatcher, clearly the captain here, steps up to you, his eyes narrowed.
"So. You must be the one needin' a ride, eh? Well, come aboard."