Thrax shrugged his sizeable shoulders. "We never set foot on the ghost ship, so there's nothing to show for it," he said, still sore about merely surviving, even though at the time he was just happy to come out alive.
There was always what happened during their crossing of the desert, but then it didn't seem like the right time to get into that.
"And any coin from our previous adventures has already been spent. So if anyone's hiring, we'd appreciate it." He chuckled.