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Everyones background is different; everyone has come along for different reason, but one thing was the same for everyone on board. We had all heard of the stories, the rumors of someone who didn’t comply to the law of the new found government. When the bandits, as they were called, fell to the hand of the silver warriors lots of things changed. Civilians murdered for even the slightest sign of betrayal, many people out on the streets starving. But we all heard of the stories, of a boy. A boy who defied these people who acted like they were the gods of this world. We all had gone looking, gone looking for the one that knew the seas and of lands different than this one. All greeted by the same thing.
Hands clutching at the single bag of belongings you carried, following the path all of the stories spoke of. Stumbling out onto a beach, soft white warm sand under foot. Up ahead was the blue sea, waves crashing against a large boat. A pirate ship. A small group of people, the crew it would seem, playing in the water without a care in the world.
“Um.. Excuse me?” You would ask after clearing your throat, eyes searching for the one that you had heard about. The Caption of the ship named Libertatem, the boy named Will Scarlet. “Would there happen to be a Will Scarlet here?”
“Depends on whos askin.” A young lass step forward to greet you.
“Someone searching for freedom.” You would have said; knowing that is all someone could have ever wanted. A sweet smile appeared on the young womans face, lighting her eyes.
“Welcome, Im Will Scarlet.” Your earnest expression would become a frown of confusion, just as it had for everyone else who had come across Scar. A laugh would ring out like a bell and a few snickers from the crew who had gathered around.
“I get that a lot. Im Will Scarlet, Caption of the Libertatem, welcome to the family.” Hand outstretched to shake yours, warm and welcoming.
Life isn’t easy on the sea, exspecially when you are in the middle of the storm. The middle of war that hasn’t quite ended. This life isn’t for everyone. We stick with our own. We do not abandon our own. You are welcome to join this life, but beware, you must prove yourself to be accepted.
We are the raging storm. The last stand against those who wish to rule all. Rebels. Outlaws. Pirates. Whatever you call us. We are in the eye of the storm.
Hands clutching at the single bag of belongings you carried, following the path all of the stories spoke of. Stumbling out onto a beach, soft white warm sand under foot. Up ahead was the blue sea, waves crashing against a large boat. A pirate ship. A small group of people, the crew it would seem, playing in the water without a care in the world.
“Um.. Excuse me?” You would ask after clearing your throat, eyes searching for the one that you had heard about. The Caption of the ship named Libertatem, the boy named Will Scarlet. “Would there happen to be a Will Scarlet here?”
“Depends on whos askin.” A young lass step forward to greet you.
“Someone searching for freedom.” You would have said; knowing that is all someone could have ever wanted. A sweet smile appeared on the young womans face, lighting her eyes.
“Welcome, Im Will Scarlet.” Your earnest expression would become a frown of confusion, just as it had for everyone else who had come across Scar. A laugh would ring out like a bell and a few snickers from the crew who had gathered around.
“I get that a lot. Im Will Scarlet, Caption of the Libertatem, welcome to the family.” Hand outstretched to shake yours, warm and welcoming.
Life isn’t easy on the sea, exspecially when you are in the middle of the storm. The middle of war that hasn’t quite ended. This life isn’t for everyone. We stick with our own. We do not abandon our own. You are welcome to join this life, but beware, you must prove yourself to be accepted.
We are the raging storm. The last stand against those who wish to rule all. Rebels. Outlaws. Pirates. Whatever you call us. We are in the eye of the storm.
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