Chapter 6- Bottom of the last a Page
True to Jack's word, Tortuga was in an uproar. Drunkenness and violence. Beer and guns. Women and, well, woman. Though some would say it was no different than normal, there was, in fact, a presence of war.
As the crew of the Pearl walked, actually it was more of a strut, though the main street, the citizens stopped their business and gaped at the proud captain.
There is no other word that one might use to describe Jack Sparrow. He was proud of his name, his looks, his cleverness and quickness to trick and undermine even the most educated man and, lastly, his ship, The Black Pearl. Some might call him a conceited egotistical fool, which, no doubt, is probably true in some sense, and some may call him a misguided soul, depending of course, how religious and self-righteous one is. But all in all, at the end of the day, Captain Jack Sparrow was just simply proud.
Walking down the arid streets they could hear many whispers among the crowd and soon came to realize that it was not the sight of the infamous captain but Lissandra that drew their eyes. 'Look! Look! It is she, the Maiden!' The murmurs soon broke into loud conversation and the result of that was finger pointing and yelling.
But even that did not stop the crew- well, it made Lissandra very consciously aware of herself and she became very uncomfortable, as one would if strangers were pointing and talking about you- but it wasn't until one rather large lady with a booming voice yelled, 'Look! She bares the thunderbird! Arolas has come at last.' that Lissandra really worried.
Cheers broke throughout the city and much merry-making, as one might say, and celebrating occurred. The crew stopped at a rather 'cozy' bar to warm up.
'Waddya wan'?' The bar tender asked.
'What you have?' replied Lissandra.
'Rum.'
'Only rum?'
'Yeah'
'Then why do you ask people what they want?'
'Do ya' like causin' problems, missy?' The bar tender was a quite miffed.
'Rum, please.' She nodded.
Lissandra turned to Jack. 'What do we do now?'
'What do you have? Is there anything that could possibly help us?'
'Anything that could, would be lost now.'
'Why?'
'The Cloud is gone.'
They were in Tortuga for almost an hour, but Jack grew restless and decided that they must change their plans and leave at once, but as they crew of the Pearl started back to the ship, they were run down by a merciless mob asking for a speech from the Maiden.
She stood on top of a barrel. 'My fellow pirates and friends, it is already early morning,' Many cheers, 'of the eighth of December. The sun has not yet risen. And I ask it not to.' There was a silence across the crowd. 'Five hundred years ago today we were defeated by the "Monarchs". But we forget that it was not them who had decided on the war. It was not them who were bent on it. It was Arolas. I ask you, please, to not fight. Because what good can come from it?' The crowd did not speak but the sounds of several guns being made ready were loud enough for
Lissandra. She had no choice. 'To war!' She yelled. The crowd cheered.
Back at the Pearl now, Lissandra was quite frustrated. She was quickly skimmed through the book.
'Ah! Here we go! It's at the bottom of the last page.' she yelled. The crew crowded around her as she read aloud.
'"After his banishment Essil wanted to stay hidden. There was no friend for him, no one he could trust. He disguised himself in a black and red cloak. He grew his hair long and dyed it different colours. He went by the name Eronel."'
Lissandra stopped. 'Evan was his heir. The one person who could stop this war is dead.'
'And, ironically, it was Essil's people who, killed him.' Jack interrupted. 'Keep reading.'
'"Eronel was now vengeful and angry and went in search of Arolas and his pendant. For four years he searched and searched. At last, he found Arolas unprotected and very drunk. And though it was not respectful to kill a man from behind, he was too furious to care. He killed Arolas on the spot and then fled the city.
'"The name Eronel was no longer safe for him and once again he changed it to..."' Lissandra stopped.
'What? What did he change it to?' Jack inquired.
Lissandra ignored his question and kept on reading. '"He built a great white ship. And sailed..."' her voice faded and she stopped reading aloud. Her eyes scanned the page. Finally she said. 'Holy Crap!' and closed the book.
'What? What? Tell me!'
'His ship...' Lissandra looked traumatized. 'Evan and I... Essil... We...' Lissandra's face became pale. Jack held her. Her fingers tightly curled around the pendant. 'We must go to the wreckage. Now!'
True to Jack's word, Tortuga was in an uproar. Drunkenness and violence. Beer and guns. Women and, well, woman. Though some would say it was no different than normal, there was, in fact, a presence of war.
As the crew of the Pearl walked, actually it was more of a strut, though the main street, the citizens stopped their business and gaped at the proud captain.
There is no other word that one might use to describe Jack Sparrow. He was proud of his name, his looks, his cleverness and quickness to trick and undermine even the most educated man and, lastly, his ship, The Black Pearl. Some might call him a conceited egotistical fool, which, no doubt, is probably true in some sense, and some may call him a misguided soul, depending of course, how religious and self-righteous one is. But all in all, at the end of the day, Captain Jack Sparrow was just simply proud.
Walking down the arid streets they could hear many whispers among the crowd and soon came to realize that it was not the sight of the infamous captain but Lissandra that drew their eyes. 'Look! Look! It is she, the Maiden!' The murmurs soon broke into loud conversation and the result of that was finger pointing and yelling.
But even that did not stop the crew- well, it made Lissandra very consciously aware of herself and she became very uncomfortable, as one would if strangers were pointing and talking about you- but it wasn't until one rather large lady with a booming voice yelled, 'Look! She bares the thunderbird! Arolas has come at last.' that Lissandra really worried.
Cheers broke throughout the city and much merry-making, as one might say, and celebrating occurred. The crew stopped at a rather 'cozy' bar to warm up.
'Waddya wan'?' The bar tender asked.
'What you have?' replied Lissandra.
'Rum.'
'Only rum?'
'Yeah'
'Then why do you ask people what they want?'
'Do ya' like causin' problems, missy?' The bar tender was a quite miffed.
'Rum, please.' She nodded.
Lissandra turned to Jack. 'What do we do now?'
'What do you have? Is there anything that could possibly help us?'
'Anything that could, would be lost now.'
'Why?'
'The Cloud is gone.'
They were in Tortuga for almost an hour, but Jack grew restless and decided that they must change their plans and leave at once, but as they crew of the Pearl started back to the ship, they were run down by a merciless mob asking for a speech from the Maiden.
She stood on top of a barrel. 'My fellow pirates and friends, it is already early morning,' Many cheers, 'of the eighth of December. The sun has not yet risen. And I ask it not to.' There was a silence across the crowd. 'Five hundred years ago today we were defeated by the "Monarchs". But we forget that it was not them who had decided on the war. It was not them who were bent on it. It was Arolas. I ask you, please, to not fight. Because what good can come from it?' The crowd did not speak but the sounds of several guns being made ready were loud enough for
Lissandra. She had no choice. 'To war!' She yelled. The crowd cheered.
Back at the Pearl now, Lissandra was quite frustrated. She was quickly skimmed through the book.
'Ah! Here we go! It's at the bottom of the last page.' she yelled. The crew crowded around her as she read aloud.
'"After his banishment Essil wanted to stay hidden. There was no friend for him, no one he could trust. He disguised himself in a black and red cloak. He grew his hair long and dyed it different colours. He went by the name Eronel."'
Lissandra stopped. 'Evan was his heir. The one person who could stop this war is dead.'
'And, ironically, it was Essil's people who, killed him.' Jack interrupted. 'Keep reading.'
'"Eronel was now vengeful and angry and went in search of Arolas and his pendant. For four years he searched and searched. At last, he found Arolas unprotected and very drunk. And though it was not respectful to kill a man from behind, he was too furious to care. He killed Arolas on the spot and then fled the city.
'"The name Eronel was no longer safe for him and once again he changed it to..."' Lissandra stopped.
'What? What did he change it to?' Jack inquired.
Lissandra ignored his question and kept on reading. '"He built a great white ship. And sailed..."' her voice faded and she stopped reading aloud. Her eyes scanned the page. Finally she said. 'Holy Crap!' and closed the book.
'What? What? Tell me!'
'His ship...' Lissandra looked traumatized. 'Evan and I... Essil... We...' Lissandra's face became pale. Jack held her. Her fingers tightly curled around the pendant. 'We must go to the wreckage. Now!'