Today I and the crew celebrated our big fight sinking a high standard Armada ship with bottles of Yum and fine foods. It was delicious. I believe sailing on this ship was more of a dangerous cruise than a pirate ship. Besides the men with eye patches and peg legs. But today was an event for another reason. Leon and a few others had bashed their swords on the previous fight. A few men had boarded the Armada ship before it was split. And they needed new swords. I could make them easily. But not without a turner, the right steal and a donkey. So we ported for the first time in months. As I walked the earthy ground once more I stumbled like an old drunk who had forgotten how to walk. My sea legs had taken over my real legs. And I felt like Jell-O had replaced my walkers. Once I gained my footing we went into a stable and picked a Donkey. A muscular brown one. And we went into my old shop. We had acquired much steal over our fights. So the equipment wasn't a problem. The Armada hadn't taken the turner because it weighs over 1000 pounds and it attached to the roof of the Shop. So we latched the donkey up and had him start walking in circles.
The swords were done fairly quickly. With a gold handle and two handle protectors. They were curved but flat, and were sharp enough to slice your hand without even knowing you did so. They were magnificent Cutlasses and would do quite nicely. While we were docked, I asked Leon to teach me to shoot, so I could buy a Flintlock for our next rumble with the Armada. He agreed and took me to a Dummy Stage. I was to shoot a target getting farther and farther away each time. I eventually got Adept of the idea of ranged attacks. And became fairly good. I was also asked to leave my position with Andre Grogner and Thomas Duggan, and Become a Hand to hand combat Man and board the other ships. This was far more dangerous. But I was more skilled with a Cutlass than any of the men aboard The Scarlet Rose. I could hold my own against any Armada Clockwork with a piece of steal in his hand. So I agreed.
As quickly as we came into Port, we sailed off. We had stashed Treasure in chests buried along the island. Then we ported out. A small ship sailed alongside us so me and a few others could practice swinging from Ship to ship. It was fun to be suspended in the air swinging. But was not a good feeling landing on the other ship. But we eventually got good. And we were ready for our first hand to hand fight.
I was writing on a parchment with a feather pen Andre had given me when I heard the Ships bells ringing. Another ship. Already. I ran up on deck, Cutlass in hand, Flintlock in Holster and grabbed a Grappling hook. The ship was far away. A small but fast ship. It was circling the Scarlet Rose firing every 50 seconds or so. There wasn't going to be a Ship switch in this fight. But then it did something pretty courageous. The ship started to flee. But it then turned around. And started right for us. The small ship was going to ram us. If we didn't get out of the way then The Scarlet rose would be done for. Immediately The men raised full sails. The man on the wheel turned her about. But it was clear we were not going to our run that ship. Then Leon did something amazing. He grabbed my gun and pointed it right for the man on the wheel. The ship was about 100 yards away gaining fast. Leon cleverly shot at the masts of the small ship. Wait. That wouldn't do anything. Then I watched as the wind carried the bullet down. Down onto the man using the wheel. His hands turned as he fell to the ships ground. The wheel turned with them. The ship spun and started to head the other way. Someone on their ship grabbed the wheel and came for us again. But they had merely any speed. They came up next to us, and were about 45 feet below our ship's deck. We were even with their man on the crow's nest. I took my gun back from Leon and Shot the man in the nest. He fell down, off the nest onto the ship's deck. The Armada soldiers screamed. And fired cannons at us. We had only one layer of cannons low enough to hit them. Most of the men boarded their ship. I engaged in combat with a soldier. It was easy. I was toying him every time he slashed I would parry the hit, and slash back. Then another soldier joined him. Now it was a battle. I parried every swing they swung at me. I blocked every thrust they shot at me. But it was hard finding time to slash them back.
One soldier swung, I blocked it, then the other slashed my face and cut my cheek wide open. It hurt, I started to feel blood pour down my face and try to make its way into my mouth. I spit what got in at the Armada soldier and he backed up. I stabbed him point blank to end him. The other slashed again, hitting me in the arm. This wound was deeper and more dangerous than the last. My arm was wounded and who knew if I would keep it. I switched the sword to my better hand, my left hand, and began fighting at my true pace. The second Armada soldier was ended quickly with a flourish, and no soon later two more Soldiers came at me. One swung, I parried, then the other started to go into a stab. I breathed in. I knew this was the end of my life. All of a sudden his eyes went white. He fell, and Leon was standing behind him with a blood singed sword. Smiling devilishly. We fought together and made quick work of the Armada soldiers. We swung back to our ship after retrieving there treasure and Shot holes into the ship until it sunk.
The Scarlet Roses medic, Anthony Badger patched up my arm and cheek best he could. He said that I was lucky the cut on my arm didn't hit an artery or a bone. I ended the battle looking like a mess but I still had two good eyes and two working arms. I was more enthusiastic than I was morning my wounds. Leon went through the ship checking everything. We had lost 13 men In that battle, but bested 72 Armada Soldiers. I had taken the dagger of one of the Armada Soldiers And put it into my holster. Now my arsenal consisted of A Flintlock pistol in my Sash across my clothes. A ring of 3 daggers in a holder on my belt, And a Steal and Gold Cutlass in my Left side holster on my belt. Leon said he made a pirate out of me yet.
That night we enjoyed food And yum again, And Leon disappeared into the Third floor estate for about an hour. We all talked about the mysteries that went on in that cabin. And a man named Benjamin Kitman Claimed that a parrot actually captained the ship. We laughed as Adrian Summers own parrot started to repeat the phrase, "A Parrot Mans this Ship, A Parrot Mans this ship".
That night when I went to bed. I thought about how the steady rocking of the boat was all anyone with sleep issues would need. I also thought about how this ship didn't even need a captain if we had the friendship we have and a man like Leon.