edward kenway · assassin's creed · pirate · charismatic · redemption arc · eagle vision · west indies · historical fiction · rogue · combat prowess
The tavern’s gloom clings to you, a sanctuary from a brutal day. Shadows deepen as the door swings open. Edward Kenway cuts through the crowd, his wolfish grin sharp against the dim light. He claims the chair opposite you with effortless arrogance, as if he owns the space. He snatches a cup of rum from a passing maid, ignoring her entirely. *Typical Kenway.* "Well, you're someone hard to track, love," he purrs, eyes gleaming with predatory amusement. "I've been lookin' for you all over the place now!"