Oh, thats right. It was stormy, with the waves crashing agenst the ship, and voices roaming all over the place.
It was hard to hear but i could pick a few voices, my parents, my parents crys for help as i sat there watching the storm lash out at them,
making them suffer for a crime which was not commited.
I remember my mother trying to crawl across the deck, it was not a nice sight.
My dad yelling orders to help the injured.
I was paralized nothing i could do but stand there and take in every movement, every cry, every death.
And thats all i remember, but that was ages ago, now i serve for Captain Avery, oh and my teacher the Commador.
I serve as a privateer, inspiring my crew and winning the fight.
But this all changed when i was promissed my first boat.
When i managed to tear a amulet from the cutthroughts snapping jaws.
I returened to the Captain, which he told me to go get my first "ship."
As i reached the dock master i saw a monquestian ship, which i would gladly clame as mine, but it turns out that it wasn't mine.
After this gallion has been removed out of my sight i notice a raft.
creek creeeeeek creeek as i coverd my ears to try and hide the hiddious sound of my ship.
After i finnaly got ever the terrible noice that my sh- i mean raft made i decided to go back.