Holmes had never set foot in Dolios, and he was as always delighted to explore a new city. He had already gone through most of the docks, alerted the local authorities of two ongoing smuggling offenses, and had just reached the market place. There were new fruits and vegetables everywhere, but he was distracted from his conversation with a market gardener when the screech sounded, and Holmes winced with more pain than most.

Ah. Holmes cursorily thanked the gardener, and strode over to the stall where his fellow crew member was shouldering the instrument again. "Captain Aubrey," he called out to him. "I dare say, given the layout of the strings, you'll want to hold your bow just so," he held up his hand for example, although it held no bow. "Save us all a repeat of that horrendous noise."