Emereld Enchantress year 1812 *open*

[LittleSprite]

i am looking for crew.. other pirate captins who could be ally's or enemeys.... ect... we will of corse need brittish and spanish captins to war against ect....


Katlin's father had hired tutors secnce she was able to walk to train her in fenceing.. she was equil to or better with a repear than most men... and had learned to sail ships from her father. Infact captined her own crew who were faithfull only to her.

Her ships name was the emreled Enchantress her ship was painted green sails and all so that she blended in with the skys and waters and was harder to spot, and impossable to see in the darkness of the night.

Her ship the Emreled Enchantress was a hundred and seventy foot freght weging out at 500 tones empty cargo with the capaity for a thousand tons in her hold. sleek and fast she carries a crew of 50 men.

She is armed with thirty guns there twelve pounders, 11 eighteen poiunders 12 twenty four pounders and four thirytwo pounders. She has three masts and Eght stay sails.. her withs forty feet made of teak decking and mahogany planking solid mahonany helm.


Rarly did she find anything she love more than sailing with the wind filling the sails and the sea changing colors beneath and azure sky or brillant sunset..The sights sounds and smells all made her blood sing in excitment. With Reed her quartermaster and Fenly her second in command they saild the sea's pirating the brittish, and the spanards.

She was dressed in a green pair of mens leggings and a green vest.. She wore no under shirt and had black boots up to her knees. the only other things she wore were her dagger, sword and pistol. Her hair when braided hit her mid back and her eyes were emreled green.

Katlin had lost her father to the war with the british she took up arms was out for revenge aganst any and all brittish fleets, for her father was all she had the spanish she attacked simply for the cargo they carried the money they received for their goods would pay her crew and any repairs and supplies they needed. none know her given name save for her crew. On ship she is known as the piratess Kat.... or Captin...

 

[karnelman]

Caesar the fish, so called because of his ability to stay under water for longer periods than most men without taking a breath, had signed onto the Emerald Enchantress after his last captain had been hung by a nasty British Captain. In the year he had been aboard he had shown himself to be a fierce fighter and unquestionably loyal crewmen. There was always a question about the 30-something man’s heritage. Some thought he was the son of Spanish royalty, other’s claimed he was an escaped Arab slave. The truth was far less glamorous. He had been born on Corsica. His father was of Moorish decent, giving Caesar his dark completion and swarthy appearance. His mother was a fallen girl from the French nobility who gave him his aristocratic ways. She was the daughter of a Marquis who dared to share sexual favors with a stable boy. She fled to Corsica to escape her father’s wrath and became the mistress for a time of the Moorish trader who fathered Caesar. The father left Corsica when Caesar was still a baby. His mother supported him and the sisters that followed by prostituting herself. The boy stowed away on a passing merchant ship when he was 12. When the captain caught him he forced the boy to work like slave. Caesar spent two years on that ship toiling for the cruel captain until pirates sacked the ship. He remembers with joy watching the bastard captain tortured to death. The pirate captain took Caesar as his cabin boy. Luckily for the boy, the pirate was a much kinder man than the merchant had been. Caesar learned everything there was to know about the sea and pirating.

Though he was a ruthless fighter, most thought him a fair and honorable man. HE was proud that he had never taken to raping women to satisfy his needs as most of his brethren seemed to do. Of course his looks and ability to charm the ladies help him keep that honor. He stood just over six foot and the exercise of ship life kept his body well toned. His eyes were a deep blue; some said that they nearly matched the azure of the sea. His long usually flowing hair was a dark brown mane streaked by his days in the sun. His skin though it showed the signs of a life at sea was still of good complexion and the olive brown color was deepened by regular exposure to the rays of the sun. He dressed in the typical fashion of a pirate warrior. His britches came just below the knee and his cotton shirt was generally unbuttoned. He wore a good pair of sturdy leather boots and one small piece of jewelry; a small gold earring in his right ear.

Caesar stood on the foredeck looking up to the bridge admiring his captain. Though a woman she had the full respect of her crew, including Caesar. His respect didn’t diminish even as his lust for the beautiful pirate grew. He stood in a place where she could not see him, for he knew it would not do to be caught staring at her. It was well known that Captain Kat was not one to be seduced even by the likes of a handsome one like Caesar. He did not want to lose her respect by showing that he lusted after her. But how could he not as she stood above him with her luscious breasts barely concealed in the vest she wore. He had watched her fight and sail and swear like any male captain and his lust only grew more. Now there she was, the wind causing her hair to flow and the sails to billow behind her. She appeared almost like a goddess against the backdrop of sail and blue sky. He felt his manhood twitch inside his britches and knew that once alone in his cabin he would need relief. He spent many nights swinging in his hammock with his cock in hand as he dreamed of bedding his beautiful captain. Caesar turned away before his lust could get the better of him. He had work to do and did not need bulging pants to give away his thoughts to the bloody lot he worked with.

 

[LittleSprite]

Katlin

Kat smiled at Finnly and turned the ship over to him as she headed below with Singnling Reed, and Fish to accompany her to look over the charts, and plan their next corse of action. The men deserved some rest their cargo was full and they had earned it. we could head for their Island Grand Terre, and their Ally Jean Lafitte twould be a safe haven for us all.. What say you men?

 

[karnelman]

“Cap’n as always we will follow wherever you say, even into the boughs of hell. Course a few days on land and a bit of recreation sounds bloody divine, Kat,” Caesar replied with a wink and smile though he was thinking of a whole different response.

He wanted to suggest that Kat and he head off to her cabin and fuck until they passed out. But no such suggestion would ever cross his lips. He was certain that if he ever made the slightest crude suggestion toward his captain that he would find his balls severed by her dagger and hung from the yardarm. He was determine however to charm the dazzlingly beauty into bed someday, somehow. For the time being he would be content with his right hand. Soon enough they would be on Grand Terre and he would have his pick of the local trollops that hung around the pirate refuge. Yes a few days of drinking and fucking was just what he needed to get his mind off his captain’s britches for a bit. HE began to whistle a sort of a jig and took Kat’s hand.

“How bout a dance m’lady to celebrate our good fortune,” He said gleefully to his bemused captain and went back to his whistling.

 

[LittleSprite]

Katlin

Kat threw back her head and Laughed aloud not bothering to hide her merryment as fish grabbed her hand and danced a jig. Her laugh could melt men in plesure or cause fear to race up their spine.

Kat did her best not to show favorits among her men, but she couldnt help liking fish and his antic's.

Tho they were a loyal and trust worthy crew she knew a man could only take so much.. Finnly and Reed had been with her fathers crew when he had sailed and had known her sence she was a child. They looked upon her more as a daughter or their captin nothing more.

Her eyes still showing her merriment she took her Hands back from Caesar and returned to the deck of the ship and the helm. Captin three brittish ships off the port and closing fast. Finnly looked at her.. Do we run captin or fight Kats eyes turned hard with the excitment of battle upon them.. I'll never run from an english dog..

Finnly took up her back as usuall when they were borded and they begain to cut a wide swath thr the enemy swarm. The thrill of combat sining in her veins as her rapier flashed in the sunlight scoring strike after strike. Her eyes sparkled like polished Gemstones and her throatly laughter rang out in corus with the clash of steel meeting steel.

Triumph lent impetus to her her blade even when her arm grew weary under the weight of her sword. Her nimble feet and agial moves were both graceful and deadly, and the sword in her hand seemed directly propelled by her brain reactin instantly to its commands without the slightest hesetation.

She could see the surprise on her opponents faces when they first found them selvces squared off against a woman and sensed their inital reluctance to fight a female, but her flashing blade soon convinced them that they were fighing for their lives. This delicate appearing creature fought like a man, and had no qualms about sending her blade into thier fleash.

A few of the men she had faced threw out coarse comments but she remained unruffled by their obvious baiting. Her shrewd eyees assesssed them contemptuously and her laughter rang clear as she threw herself int the business of defeating them.

Kat enjoyed the fact that a few of her opponents were actually worthy of her skills issuing juist the challenge she needed to keep her senses sharp, and one by one as the brittish fell they took the three ships..

Turning to her crew she shouted Fire one of the ships we'll take the other's to Jean and let him re outfit them, and use the brits own ship's agianst them. Leave no survivors behind.. Smiling she took to her own helm.. Reed Captin the Oassis, and Finnly you captin the Royal.., Take what men you need to sail them no more for i'll need some here as well, and i'll see you in Grand Terre..

 

[karnelman]

Caesar was delighted when Kat took him up on his offer of a dance. He was even more thrilled when his silly dance was rewarded with her sultry and enticing laughter. However, the merriment ended all too soon for the lust-filled pirate. The captain returned to the helm leaving only the glow of her smile with Caesar. Still he could not have been happier even if he only held her for a moment as they danced.

Soon the alarm was sounded; British warships were bearing down upon the Emerald Enchantress. All aboard knew even if the odds were worse their captain would not back down from a fight with the British. Her hatred for them was too great for logic to play a part in her decision. It was also unlikely that she would use the Enchantress’s heavy guns to send the bloody limeys to see Davy Jones either. Kat preferred to watch the bastards die upon her sword then to silently slip into a watery grave.

The frigates pulled along side the larger pirate vessel and Red Coated officers stood upon the decks ordering the young sailors to board and take her. For the most part the young conscripts were well overmatched by the experienced pirate crew. A few were up to the task of returning a good fight though and their numbers made for a frenzied battle. All around Caesar young men screamed as pirate blades pierced fragile flesh. He himself was almost cut when he became entranced watching his vivacious captain defend her ship. He often thought watching her fight was like watching the dancers in the finest music halls. She moved with the grace of a royal ballerina while dispensing her enemies with the deadly skill of his majesties finest swordsmen. But these young sailors were far from the finest of swordsmen and soon most lay injured or dead.

Now it was the pompous red coats turn to feel the sting of pirate steel. Without their young shields the officers soon succumbed, most whimpering as they surrendered. But there was no sympathy amongst the crew of the Enchantress for the aristocratic naval officers. Kat personally finished off the commanding admiral. The officers’ lifeless or dying bodies were thrown to the sharks. The dead seamen were given a flaming burial upon the ship that was ordered burned. The British seamen that were still able would become slaves and help take the remaining frigates to Grand Terre.

Caesar was pleased that Reed and Finnly would be off the Enchantress for a while. They were like fathers of virgin daughters when it came to Kat. Of course Kat was no virgin and she certainly needed no chaperone or protection. No man was going to get in her pants that she did not invite. Besides having their watchful prying eyes off the ship it also meant that Caesar would temporarily be elevated in position. It would be he sharing the bridge with the captain for the week or so voyage to Grand Terre. Just the situation he needed to work his charms on Kat. He knew she liked him and found him amusing. She certainly wouldn’t be the first woman who began her journey to his bed with laughter. He played the clown well and in doing so portrayed and innocence that masked his lustful nature. As he watched the two frigates move away he pondered the possibilities. He thought that perhaps the whores of Grand Terre might have one less playmate this visit.

Then he thought of the one they would be burying in the old cemetery when they reached the pirate lair. Raggy Joe had turned from dispensing with one young sailor to find himself facing three of the better swordsmen from the frigates. Before Caesar could get to him to provide aid his old friend was run through by a British sword. Joe had taken one of the three to hell with him. Caesar sent the other two off minus their heads. Joe had been one of the few true friends he had ever had. The two had been pirating together for ten years. It was Joe that got Caesar signed on the Enchantress. As he joined his captain on the bridge a lone tear ran down his cheek. They both watched silently as Joe’s body was wrapped in burlap and then carried down to the deepest unused part of the hold. There the smell would only bother the barnacles that clung to the hull. Though they knew it was wiser to bury the old pirate at sea, none could bare the idea of feeding him to the sharks. They were ruthless killers when it was called for, but to them good men deserved certain things and proper eternal rest was one of those things.

 

[DarkLdyElectra]

Isabell

Isabell had gone to school with Katlin and had even taken fencing lessons with her when she had visited her home, tho not as good as Kat her lessons had served her well, when needed.

With the war beginning between the americas and england Isabell had wanted to return home as quickly as possable, she had been traviling abroad visiting relitives in Spain, but her ship had been struck down by a storm and had sunk.. As she clung to some of the debre's she prayed for rescue..

 

[karnelman]

Kat went below to freshen up after the battle leaving the bridge to Caesar. The waters were calm and there was no sign of additional enemies. Soon the captured frigates being lighter and faster than the Enchantress had sailed out of sight. It seemed that Reed and Finnly were in a hurry to get to the trollops of Grand Terre. Caesar began to whistle and daydream as he stood upon the bridge with his hand upon the ships wheel.

He dreamed of Kat standing with him, in his arms as they sailed the Enchantress together. He thought of her, as she perhaps was at that moment, naked. He knew she would be washing away the grime of battle. He had seen her topless on more than one occasion as she was not modest around her crew and her favorite attire a simple vest hardly kept her enticing breasts hidden. His dreams of course stirred his lust and he considered calling his relief so he could retire to his cabin to give himself release. But before he could act the lookout called to him.

“Fish..er, Sir, there is wreckage ahead. ‘Peer’s a ship sunk recently. There may be spoils.”

Caesar responded immediately. He had the sails trimmed and so as to move the ship slowly through the floating debris. As he was about to alert Kat, the lookout called again.

“There is a survivor! Looks like a woman, sir.”

Caesar called for relief and immediately reported to the captain on their findings. As he did so the nearly dead female was plucked from the water by a couple of crewmen.

 

[LittleSprite]

Kat had heard the news as she dressed and met Fish on the deck comming to inform her of their findings..Smiling she said let us see what the sea has given us this day Moving forward to get a look at the girl the smile on her face faded quickly replaced by concern, and fear as Isabell's name escaped her lips.

Moving the men aside and yelling orders she called over her sholder to Fish as she gathered Isabell's small frame in her arms. Send for the ships doctor immedatly,and have him report to my cabin.

The girl was only 20 and stood around the same hight as Katlin, and normally weghed around 120lbs but even so it felt as tho Isabell weghed next to nothing weakened as she was by the sea she was breathing but very much unconsious. Her Redgold hair matted to her body..

Entering her cabin she layed Isabell upon her bed and begain removing her clothing tossing them aside as she begain drying the girls body with a towel.

Hearing the knock on her door she opened it to admit the doctor, and gave him warning that if she was touched wrongly she would have his head. Seeing his nod she stepped from the room.

Going back up on deck she took the wheel from Caesar needing to think... What in hell had Isabell been doing on a ship in the middle of the war.. Tho her skills with a raper were good she was not dressed as a figter but as a commoner... Damn.. Fish take the wheel i need to check on the doc and Isabell... I'll explain more to you later in my cabin once i am sure she is safe.

Entering her cabin the doc explained that she was unhurt save for a few brused ribs, but was extreamly dehidrated and sunburnt, and with plenty of rest and fluids she would be fine. They had found her before she had cought fever or had gotten worse.

Kat nodded and sent a message thru him to Fish asking him to join her in a quarter of an hour.

 

[DarkLdyElectra]

Isabell

Isabell thought she was dreaming of being rescued from the sea,and thought she had truly gone mad when she looked up to see her friends Katin dressed as a praite.. The thought would have made her laugh accept she was so tired... Katlin's father had made sure she could defend herself and run a ship but Kat wouldnt become a pirate.. would she?

It had been about 4 years since school and about 2 years since I had last visited her home. As I said Katin's name I felt alittle light headed and passed out.

Waking later a couple hours later I could make out the sounds of two people talking close by but could not understand the words before falling back to sleep.

 

[karnelman]

Caesar was puzzled by Kats actions. First she seemed anxious to see their prize, but quickly lost her zeal upon seeing the half-dead female. The captain had actually carried the frail girl to her own cabin and tended to her as the doctor was summoned. Not that he was much of a doctor; unless drinking rum qualifies as good medicine. But then pirates could not expect much better. He was aboard to escape hanging after one of his wealthy patrons daughters died in his care.

As soon as the doctor arrived at her cabin, Kat had come back to the bridge and abruptly taken the wheel from Caesar. No sooner had he settled in behind her when she told him to take the wheel and she dashed back to her cabin, saying only that she would explain later. He began to wonder if perhaps they had indeed captured a great prize. Perhaps a noblewoman or even a member of some royal family that Kat somehow recognized. Maybe there would be a great reward or ransom to be had.

Finally, when the doc emerged from the captain’s cabin he delivered a message to Caesar. He was to join Kat and their fondling in a few minutes. He called for his relief at the wheel and went immediately to his cabin. He wanted to clean up a bit in the event he was to be meeting royalty. He knocked upon the captain’s door at the exact appointed time. Upon being beckoned to enter he found Kat pacing while the shipwrecked girl lay unconscious upon the captain’s bed. Though he knew it was not proper he could not help but gaze at the helpless female. Her obviously naked body was only partially covered by the bed linen. One of her heaving breasts was fully exposed and the other only covered to just below her well-defined areolas. When he first saw her he had not realized how beautiful she was as she was soaked and bedraggled. But now seeing her in bed with her full breasts exposed he felt as if he had entered the bedchamber of a fine lady awaiting her lover.

Realizing he was almost staring at the girl he quickly turned his attention to Kat. He had never seen her in such a state. She was clearly anxious and somewhat distraught.

“Capt’n why are you so troubled? What is it we have found? What prize could so distress the great captain of the Enchantress?” He asked as he moved to Kat and put his hands reassuringly upon her upper arms.

Caesar looked into Kat’s emerald eyes searching for clues as he awaited his answer.

 

[trethovian187]

hey

Treth stands at the stern of the ship peering through the scope, his long blonde hair flowing behind him in the wind as he spots a larger ship with emerald sails traveling towards them.

“Captain, there’s a ship in the distance and headed towards us.”

The captain calls the crew to positions to defend against a possible attack. Treth pushed aside from steering the ship and commanded to load the main guns. Angrily he carries the cannonballs to the gun awaiting the captain to order them to fire. The odd “defending” tactics that was used against my families fishing boat back in England. After the “incident” the courts decided in the captain’s favor sending me to sea on his ship to repay for the cannonballs used in defending his ship.

“FIRE!” the captain shouts, “ Aim at the masts, I want this one for myself.”

The immediate explosion from the rather overly large cannon causes my hearing to dim a bit as I lift another cannonball into the gun for another shot.

 

[LittleSprite]

Katlin

Kat stoped her pacing and faced him... Wondering were to begin. Fish.. i mean Caesar this woman here is a friend of mine. She has no idea of my activitys as a pirate. I last saw her two years ago before my father died. I was giving her fencing lessions before she returned home.

Hearing Isabell moan in her sleep Kat lowered her voice and begain speeking with more calm. I cannot immagin what her father was thinking to send her out on a ship in the middle of a war. Walking over to her chair she sat down and said.. Her name is Lady Isabella Wellington the Duke of Wellington's daughter.
Kat laughed softly at the iorny of it all.. on one hand she had her friendship with Isabell to consider on the other as a pirate Isabell was a rich prize indeed The duke of Wellington led some of Nepolions army's against the spanish in 1808.. and also a threat to her should she decide to turn Kat in for her more lucrative activitys.

I am in a tangle, and am in need of some advice she said looking into Caesar's eyes for the first time at a loss as to what she should do, but before he could awncer a Thundering shot was heard and both raced from the cabin to the deck..

Damn the mass was hit , and should they decide to the other ship could tear them to peaces sitting out as far as they wished. Kat hoped they would be fool enough to get closer. Ready the cannons, and Return Fire

 

[trethovian187]

“Sabers you scum!” the captain squawked.

“This was it, maybe this time it would be my time not to make it.” I thought to myself as I unsheathed my sword. “Maybe captured, or even yet maybe that fat bastard will get what has been coming to him.” I snicker to myself.

I step to the side of the ship as the captain brings us near the emerald ship. The cannons continue to fire chained shots tearing at the sails.

I stand looking at this beauty of a ship deep in thought. “How does a navigator of a fishing vessel end up with a sword staring death in its lovely eyes. I would have thought a wave would sweep me off my feet to the numbing death, yet I stand covered in blood waiting for my turn.” I turn, brushing my hair back as I look at the rosy cheeked man at the controls of the ship, his face horribly aged by rum. “Look at him, he doesn’t even know what its like to swing a sword at another man. He stands at the controls surrounded by his first mates not lifting a finger. Yet he laughs, laughs like a jester as he slips a few more coins from the poor.”

I watch the ship draw nearer as if on a rope, my mind with angst thinking who’s life must I take today.

“Ready you low lifes.” he puffed.

 

[Jacobo_Curious]

Devyn "Shenwoo" McKell

"Well, this certainly is a pickle."

The muffled Irish-accented English, tinged with an odd foreign accent no doubt none on the British naval vessel would ever be able to place, penetrates faintly through a sealed barrel, but the sound of cannonfire smothers all us. For now, the stowaway is safe, and she takes a moment to be grateful for her presence of mind in choosing this barrel of apples rather than one of the roomier boxes of cannonballs. What with the men scurrying around like mad and with no patience for any nonsense in the midst of combat, no doubt she'd be pitched overboard before she'd have any time to explain.

...not that she has any decent explanation.

Devyn McKell, a mysterious figure indeed. A slender young figure at that, and a flexible one, given how comfortable she is with the position she's been in for so long; though it's too dark in the barrel itself to tell, the auburn-haired lass currently quietly munching on an apple appears to be only just into adulthood, 19 years or so, and her high cheekbones and small nose give her a rather cute, impish appearance. Her decent womanly curves are not particularly emphasized by her loose clothing, but any trained combatant would recognize the economy of movement they allow, and the gaze in the girl's eyes is one of someone older than she appears. Much like a soldier's eyes, really, though she is clearly no soldier.

In Shanghai, she called herself "Shenwoo" -- Goddess of Battle. Inappropriate to her ability, appropriate to her personality and sense of showmanship... but either way, here, she's just an Irish girl on a British ship, and a British ship that may sink any moment at that.

Still, she doesn't seem particularly concerned.

"Oh, he's cute," she murmurs, peering through a small slat in the barrel at a blonde young crewmember with a frustrated expression on his face as he helps to load the cannon. "I hope he doesn't get blown up."

 

[karnelman]

Kat’s quandary was indeed difficult but Caesar thought he had an answer that would work to all concern’s favor. However, before he could voice it the sound of cannon fire and cracking wood disrupted their talk. Both were upon the deck in seconds; Kat shouting battle orders as the attacking warship foolishly closed the gap between them.
Caesar expertly brought the Enchantress around even as cannon balls tore her emerald sails. The crew was ready and swift as always. The big guns were loaded and soon brought to bear on the badly outgunned attackers. The first volley ripped away the clumsy British ships masts and laid open her side.

As she began to list her crew scurried to abandon the sinking vessel like rats fleeing a fire. As the more blood thirsty of the pirate crew swung ropes to board the doomed ship Caesar took the chance to explain his plan to the captain.

“Kat we must protect your identity. You can not return to your cabin as long Lady Isabella is aboard. You should go to my cabin below and lay low. I will pose as the captain of the Enchantress. The men will go along. We can then ransom her or leave her to the safety of some colonial Governor as you choose.”

There was no time for Kat to react. The screams of the dying ship’s officers filled the air. With the British crew busy trying to flee the sinking ship the officers were left to the merciless treatment of Kat’s men. Having damaged the Enchantress and killed a number of her crew none could hope to escape a painful end. Those few crewmen that surrender were spared and taken as prisons to work as slaves. Those that jumped in the sea were left to the sharks. Once the officers were dispatched the pirates turned to the task of salvaging what booty they could before the ship went down. Of particular interest were several large barrels that were lashed to the deck.

 

[Jacobo_Curious]

Devyn

Well, this hasn't gone particularly well.

As the British vessel tried to engage the strange green ship, the captain apparently confident he would overwhelm mere pirates, the enemy force turned out to be shockingly organized and set out with an offensive themselves. The results pull at Devyn's heartstrings -- but there's very little hope for anyone here out in the open ocean, and there's nothing she can really do to save anyone...

...but, still, to just sit here and watch...

I guess I'll die today... well, better dying than captured by pirates.

With a startlingly mischevious grin, the strange attractive girl tears the lid off of the barrel she's hiding in and leaps forward weaponless. In the chaos she goes unnoticed for a moment, until she sees one of the pirates pointing a pistol at the blonde young man she had seen earlier, the one preparing to board the pirate ship. In a deft and rather practiced-looking motion, Devyn pivots, grabs the pirate's arm, and twists to toss him to the ground, wrenching his arm so that he drops his weapon. She picks up the pistol -- and wrinkles her button nose at it, the cute girl raising her eyebrows slightly. "Don't know which end goes up!" she remarks tartly to no one in particular, casting it aside as she turns to flash a wide grin at the long-haired blonde man nearby. "Chin up!" she says encouragingly. "Time to die in style!"

With no enemies particularly close by, Devyn tilts her head, her slightly longer than shoulder-length hair swishing behind her as she looks for an opponent that, in defeating, might turn the tide against the pirates. Though some of the cornered British crewmen are already surrendering, she's got to try...

That one! The tall handsome one with the earring! He's the captain for sure.

"Hey, big guy!" the sassy, baggy-clothed Irish girl calls out to him, putting a hand on her hip and grinning. "You man enough to take on a unarmed girl like me?"

 

[trethovian187]

The explosions still ringing in my ears and a haze over my sight as the pirates swiftly board the sinking ship. I stand ready for a fight when a pirate turns an laughs pointing a pistol towards me. As I brace expecting to be shot a beautiful girl grabs his arm sending him to the ground. “Alright now im confused.” I think to myself, “I haven’t seen this lass on my ship, yet she fights against her own.” My thoughts were cut short as another pirate lunges at me. My clumsy swordsman skills easily outmatched as he knocks me to the deck my sword away from me. I roll to the side as he slashes hitting the deck, quickly to my feet I grab a nearby bucket smashing it over the back of his head.

More pirates surround me as I hold the sword of the pirate I have defeated. I back up as they slowly make me towards the only other person who seems to be fighting with. I stand to her side as the pirates surround us.

“Well I guess this is it” I say as I steer a sword thrust away. “And just might I ask, who are you?”

 

[Jacobo_Curious]

Devyn

The blonde sailor speaks to her as she's calling to the man who looks like the pirate captain, and Devyn tilts her head around to look as she listens. She smiles, and it's a warm gesture, though her eyes soften, making it somehow melancholy. Well, they are about to die, after all.

"I'm a valkyrie," she responds, still smiling. "We're beautiful angels that come to deliver brave warriors from their suffering and take them to the Halls of the Dead."

The strange girl then grins and looks back to her prospective opponent.

"Name's Devyn."

 

[Screech]

Nami staggared out from down below decks clad in quite short, revealing clothes. The petite redhead had been sleeping in again after a hard night drinking with the crew, and the pounding in her head was only matched by the pounding of guns. Thankfully though, they had grown silent.

The mapmaker and professional theif looked across at the other ship. Most of the pirate crew had boarded it, and were laying waste to the crew. Perfect oppotunity.

Her head still pounding slightly, Nami took a running leap onto the English vessel, not stopping for any of the combat ongoing. Instead, she made her way to the aft castle, and below decks...

 

[karnelman]

In the heat of battle and despite his concern over his captain’s predicament, Caesar was suddenly amused. There was unarmed girl on the deck of the dying British ship apparently challenging him to a fight. Knowing that no British warship carried any females he could only surmise that the daring beauty was a stowaway. But if that were the case why would she be fighting? He had no time to ponder that or even answer. The bold female’s attention was somehow attracted by a blond deckhand that for some odd reason refused to lower his sword even in the face of certain death.
When she turned back toward him, Caesar shouted an answer to her challenge.

“Well, lass those that know me know I never back away from a challenge. However, I am not in the habit of fighting unarmed opponents especially female ones. But then if you insist on your challenge and dare to come aboard perhaps I can show you just how I treat beautiful wenches like you!”

The men who overheard his response broke into laughter. Caesar’s reputation with the ladies was well know and deserved. Most of the crew figured the odd, spirited girl would be spending the night with old fish between her legs. As an afterthought, Caesar added a command to the group that was about to end the feisty one’s blond friend’s life.

“Hey, Pete, do what you can to spare that yellow headed boy’s miserable skin. With all that spirit I bet he would be useful as a deck-monkey!”

As he waited for his challenger to make her way to the Enchantress, he looked to Kat to see if she had made a decision on his plan.

 

[Jacobo_Curious]

Devyn

Interesting... I doubt all pirates are quite like these. Something, or someone, inspires their loyalty in a way that exceeds these sailors...

With a nonchalant expression but a fiery determination burning in her eyes, Devyn McKell smirks slightly at the man she presumes to be the pirate captain. "You'll eat your words and more besides," she responds good-humoredly, before casting yet another glance at the blonde man. She appears to be distracted for just a moment, considering something.

"Unless you truly want to die for the British Navy," the girl then murmurs to him, "you might want to lay down your weapon. Sounds like you've impressed them into giving you a job, at least for now..."

But it'll be a little tougher for a girl to get safely out of this one.

Without another word, the auburn-haired lass suddenly tears off her baggy robe-like shirt, revealing that underneath she wears nothing on her chest but a thin layer of bandages wrapped rather tightly over her breasts, which are fuller than they appeared under her clothes. Her frame is slender, but she has muscle definition unusual for a girl and especially unusual for a stowaway; wherever she was getting her exercise, she was also eating fairly well. Perhaps most notable, however, are the interesting gloves -- no, more like gauntlets -- she wears on her forearms, the only other article of clothing revealed. Made of high-quality thin hardened leather studded with what appears to be a sheet of iron on the top and iron studs on the knuckles, they appear to give her the ability to potentially block light weapons, like swords, with her forearms. It's certainly... unusual, for this day and age especially. They look a bit battered and worn. She must have quite a story about how she got them.

Now clad only in loose pants, Devyn's bare feet patter against the deck as she leaps forward, grinning, and pushes off the railing of the damaged British ship, managing a startlingly agile vault over to the pirate ship -- just happening to leap across as at the same time as some scantily-clad red-haired girl leaps to the British ship. Devyn pays her no mind; she focuses only on the tall earring-wearing pirate.

Huh... they don't seem that surprised to see a woman leaping around. Odd. I was expecting some more astounded expressions.

"Heh heh heh!" The impishly grinning girl lunges in without a word at the tall pirate, attempting to close in before he can use his rapier to full effect. If she's fast enough to get in close with her blurring jabs, she'll sweep his legs out from under him and leap atop him, trying to pummel him from there. If, that is, Fish lets her. But while her fighting style is certainly bizarre and foreign, even for the brawling Irish, he has been fighting for his life for some time, and he's older... this could go either way!

 

[trethovian187]

“Valkyrie? Angels, halls of dead. What are you saying?” I respond to her. “Great,” I think “So I am surrounded by pirates with some girl who must have lost her mind. I have a choice to become a slave or die…

Still looking to the crowd of pirates before me not lowering my sword a bit. “I can not trust a pirate nor will I be his slave. I rather die.” My eyes glare with hatred as I think of becoming yet another slave on a different ship. “Great,” I think to myself. “So I am surrounded by pirates with some girl who must have lost her mind. I have a choice to become a slave or die…”

I turn to the young lass enraged “Die for the British navy!? I will not die for anything British. I on the other hand, rather die than continue to live as a slave.”

 

[LittleSprite]

Kat

Kat smiled tho there was some fine tuning to be done with Fish's plan it was a good one but one they would needs descuss at lenght at another time. For now battle was at hand..

The battle won Kat Laughed at the Redheaded girls challange, and took note of the blonde male she seemed to be trying to save, and agreed with Fish's comand on sparing him. Walking over to stand near Fish and watch her eyes still glowing with the heat of battle.

The girls responce to Fish's awncer of her challange caught her interest. They were the only two still in the midst of fighting for all others had been captured or killed. Do not underestemate your opponent Fish.. I to am a woman.. tho one of a kind i am not the only one who may have learned a thing or two. Lets see how well she fights, and if she fights well spare her life and make her work as well.. or kill her. Smiling Kat leaned against the railing her cleavage showing threw the lacings on her green vest.

She was amused that they thought of Fish as the captin but said nothing for they would need to belive this if they were kept alive so that Fish's plan could be carried out. Taking a closer look at the male next to the blonde. She notied he seemed to be debating between death and slavery, and she waited to see which he would choose.

Her long black braid fell over her sholder and her eyes flashed her excitment as she enjoyed the exchange between Fish and the girl. Looking about her ship she knew they would be limping into Grand Terre and need to have many repares made but in the end they were the victors. At lenght still laughing she said.. Hurry up Capin and get on wit it.. ifn ye keep lolly gagin about it we'll be sitting ducks fer another british sloop ta come by she said meeting Fish's eyes knowing that her words would let him know she accepted at least part of his plan her eyes telling him they would talk more.

 

[trethovian187]

I grin a fearless grin as I lunge at the crowd of pirates. Just as I thought I caught them off guard as I charged through them knocking a few to the ground and climbing the stairs turning to face the now angered crowd that awaits my slaughter.

My eyes catch a woman who appeared on deck of the pirate vessel. She in all green an attractive woman she was. “Wait, she wears the colors of the ship unlike the male. Could she be the captain.. A woman captain on a pirate ship..” I suddenly returns to reality as a pirate rushes me over at the top of the stairs catching my face with the butt of his sword knocking my body to the floor as I feel myself loosing consciousness.