Inside the Scamp's Mug, Riven tugs on his sore ear lobe, twirling a simple bronze snake-swirling earring, and wincing at the pain of inflammation. Then his face breaks into a grin, laughing at himself, and he joins in with several Sea Dogs who are belting out a frothy rendition of "the Foam Spinner's Death Song." Afterwards he tacks up a crisp parchment on the wall.