The pirate captain raised her head from the cards in her hands as he heard her name, finding that it was someone that she couldn't remember ever meeting before (and she'd like to think that her memory was still good with the passing years), but it was the collective groan of the natives that made her frown:

"Me? Never! I'm just lucky like that!" she defended herself, but the damage was done: the other players were leaving the table.

Unhappy with the turn of event, Isabela collected her earnings, and turned back to the woman that had cost her the night:

"No one has ever told you it's dangerous to flatly call out cheaters? And they were hardly 'innocent' party goers. Two of them were gambling coins they so visibly lifted from the marketplace earlier today, and the last one was too drunk to properly play anyway," she groaned as she moved to get her glass refilled.

"Who are you, again? I don't think I would have quite forget a face like yours, Sweet Pea," she asked, her head tilting slightly to the side.