A small tavern near the harbour, every nook and cranny of the Wooden Peg is stuffed with pirates. Men with ancres tattoed on their shoulders waving muskets, piking on wooden legs, glaring from glass eyes, threatening with glinting hooks, stroking oily moustaches, laughing through rough beards, dancing in striped shirts, knotting colorful bandanas, stroking eyepatches, talking to parrots on their shoulder, unbuckling girdles with inlaid skulls, clacking their bootstraps. And everyone is either singing a merry sing-along (which involves a ridiculous polonaise), spilling their beers on their beards, or shouting "HAR! HAR! HAR!" or "AHOY MATEY!"
The inn's interior consists of barrels serving as tables, big fish nailed to wooden boards, lanterns dangling from the ceiling, fishing nets, exotic plants, and atmospheric lighting imitating lightning, and painted skulls and crossbones.
Old Joe is a regular here.
In reality, this is nothing more than an eccentric carnival orgy organised by a very wealthy man that wishes to remain incognito. After midnight the party goes downhill as the debauchery reaches its climax involving some young harlots (one of these is Harriet, the potter's daughter. The potter would very much like to see his daughter's innocence remain intact... heroes to the rescue.
To make matters worse, Harriet is in her romantic and fatalistic years of youth, is always getting into trouble, and will become totally besothed with her rescuer.
At first this will drive the hero insane with irritation, until Harriet takes her life by jumping into the sea. The potter, goind mad with grief, is promptly arrested and put into the asylum with the other mentally deficient. The hero might have to quench his conscience by freeing the potter from the asylum, which, _naturally, involves entering the asylum._