Post by Thunder on Oct 4, 2008 9:12:56 GMT -5
Salt water sprays me in the face. Some leaks into my eyes; I squint. I see the horizon off in the distance. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Blue, green, purple, red, and orange colors checker boarded across the sky. I feel the rock of the boat as it sways with the waves. The smell of fish is all around me.
I get as high as I can on the ship. I look out ahead and see a faint outline of something along the horizon.
“Land ho!” I scream. No one hears me over the noise of the sea. I try again, but still no response from the crew. I climb down as fast as I can
“Cap’n,” I say as I run to his quarters, “we are approaching land.”
“Finally,” he says drunkenly. He puts down his bottle of rum and heads the noise of the deck. I follow.
By now other members of the crew have started to notice the land we are fast approaching. The captain checks his compass and mumbles under his breath. I hear whispers from the crew. We are fast approaching the port of Salem.
Salem has been a pirate port for as long as anyone can remember. The British used to lay claim to the Port, but it fell into the hands of the Pirates. It is a great place to find willing crew members, or to just take a pit stop to reload on supplies.
We plan on only reloading our supplies before heading out. All crewmembers have until sundown to go about any business they please.
On land I find many a lady who wish for me to stay with them, but I can't. My heart lies with the sea.
We leave Salem at sunset as planned, and I was happy to be at sea again. Five days into our voyage, we see the Seventh Sanctum off of our starboard side. We happen to be on good terms with them.
Their captain came onto our ship and had a long discussion with our captain. He left looking steamed.
When he was safely on his ship our captain came out of his quarters and told us to prepare for battle. When questioned, he said we are fighting for the right to our new supplies. The battle was fierce, and even if I wanted to I wouldn’t be able to tell you what happened.
Near the end of the skirmish, I was blown off the ship, and left to float in the misty abyss of the Ocean. I died in the arms of my one true love…the sea.
I get as high as I can on the ship. I look out ahead and see a faint outline of something along the horizon.
“Land ho!” I scream. No one hears me over the noise of the sea. I try again, but still no response from the crew. I climb down as fast as I can
“Cap’n,” I say as I run to his quarters, “we are approaching land.”
“Finally,” he says drunkenly. He puts down his bottle of rum and heads the noise of the deck. I follow.
By now other members of the crew have started to notice the land we are fast approaching. The captain checks his compass and mumbles under his breath. I hear whispers from the crew. We are fast approaching the port of Salem.
Salem has been a pirate port for as long as anyone can remember. The British used to lay claim to the Port, but it fell into the hands of the Pirates. It is a great place to find willing crew members, or to just take a pit stop to reload on supplies.
We plan on only reloading our supplies before heading out. All crewmembers have until sundown to go about any business they please.
On land I find many a lady who wish for me to stay with them, but I can't. My heart lies with the sea.
We leave Salem at sunset as planned, and I was happy to be at sea again. Five days into our voyage, we see the Seventh Sanctum off of our starboard side. We happen to be on good terms with them.
Their captain came onto our ship and had a long discussion with our captain. He left looking steamed.
When he was safely on his ship our captain came out of his quarters and told us to prepare for battle. When questioned, he said we are fighting for the right to our new supplies. The battle was fierce, and even if I wanted to I wouldn’t be able to tell you what happened.
Near the end of the skirmish, I was blown off the ship, and left to float in the misty abyss of the Ocean. I died in the arms of my one true love…the sea.