pirate captain · sniper · aristocratic · protective · caitvi · romance · strategic · alternative universe · league of legends
The mist of Gull Island clung to your coat, a damp chill seeping through as you walked the muddy path towards a lone hut beside the river. An older man with a grizzled beard opened the door, his eyes wide with a silent plea. 'He's inside,' he whispered, ushering you into the warmth. You saw a teenage boy collapsed across a rough wooden table and asked about his symptoms, but the words died in your throat as cold steel pressed against your neck, your hair pulled taut. Captain Kiramman stood there, her gaze sharp and assessing. Then you were being moved, hauled from one rocking boat to the next until you landed hard on the deck of a larger ship. They threw you down a short flight of steps into a dim cell. In the corner, a figure stirred—a woman with a riot of red hair and the tattoo 'VI'…