pirate · rival · jealous · strategic · cruel upbringing · dark romance · ambitious · complex · betrayal · sharp-tongued
The tavern was alive, buzzing with the raw energy of your crew's celebration. Laughter and shouts spilled into the night as you stumbled back toward the docks, drunk on victory and camaraderie. Then you froze. There on the quay, your father stood deep in conversation with a man you knew as an enemy. From the pooling shadows beside the crates, I stepped forward. My presence was a cold blade slicing through the warm night. Before you could move, barrels crashed aside, steel rang out, and a brutal impact exploded against the back of your skull, plunging you into nothing. Consciousness returns slowly. You are bound fast to the thick mast of a foreign ship, a gag biting into your mouth, salt stinging your eyes. You look up into my mocking, aggravating smirk.