The Streets are Empty

[Maccenna]

Maccenna walked into the pirate fortress, wary of those who wished to fight, but strangely enough, when she entered, there were no pirates what so ever upon the streets. She found this a bit unsettling and unnerving but continued forward. Tied to her belt was a small bag of jewels that Maccenna had managed to steal from a slow and dull noble at another port while her captain went on other buisness, which turned out to be fatal for most of the crew. Maccenna was lucky to have gotten away and that was only by a slip of chance. Now her strong headed captain lay somewhere in a forgotten grave, beheaded as did the crew, piled on top of her with the burns of the rope around their necks from the Hang man's noose.

The clink of the jewels in her pouch made an erie echoe upon the fortress walls and her footsteps seemed to thunder in the deserted silence. Where was everybody?

It was at this fortress that Maccenna had hoped to find a captain and inlist in a crew. Living amoung a crew of roudy pirates and under a stong and clever captain was all she had ever known. It felt wierd to know no one and worst of all, see no one that she did not know.

OOC: I know it is really short and bad. I'll try to spend more time on my posts next time.

[Jarad]

Geddo left one of the cellers. He had a bottle of rum in his hands. "Iy, Madam!" Geddo said happilly. "Finnally another pirate but you dont look happy. What has happened to you? Lost and cant find ye crew? Or has something worse happened?" Geddo asked in a kind voice. He may look like a brute, but he can be kind to his fellow kin.

[Maccenna]

Maccenna spun around and eyed the stanger that approached her warily. She could never be too suspicious of someone, but then as the other approached her in a more friendly matter, she decided to answer, though her words were terse for they had yet to even know eachother's names and she would never tell anyone untill she was sure she could trust him. "Aye. Why do you care?"
Being raised on proper english as a child, Maccenna had the vocabulary as a well educated citizen, though she was a pirate herself. Sometimes, she would use their ruffian speech, but found it easier to speak in the dialouge that she was taught. Aye was one of the rare words she used to answer someone.

[Jarad]

Geddo looked at her, he was lucky he hadn't any to drink yet, or he might of acted out of term. "Aye, well you be a pirate, and you look very sad. Why not sit down and tell old Geddo what happend?" He said pouring a cup of rum for himself. "Want some?" He asked her kindlly. he sat down in a chair.

[Maccenna]

Maccenna gave the pirate an odd look. Why was he being so friendly to her? Most people she met were usually rural and suspicious characters. Her own father was like that. Not only that, he was abusive to her and her mother. It was a reason why Maccenna did not like alcohol, because, when ever her father had it, he would change and become cruel.

When the man, whom she gathered was Geddo, offered a drink, she waved it off with her had. "No thankyou." She said shortly. She never really liked the taste. So many people told her that as she got older she would ajust to it, but there were very rare occations when she actually drank rum. She had an excuse; her father showed her the horrors rum could do to a man- or a woman.

She looked at the face of the man infront of her, wondering if she could trust him first and noticed the scars on his face, so ignoring his question or rather suggestion, Maccenna decided to ask him how he got those scars. Then she could determine off his story if he was trust worthy and then, perhaps, she would tell him hers as an exchange for his.

"How did you get those scars?" she asked him, deciding to take a seat next to the pirate.

[Jarad]

"Ah, a question like that shows that you have not heard much of me. Ever heard of Geddo of the west? No? well then." Geddo took a sip of his rum. He sighed. "O I hate my past. Well, the reason I became a pirate was because of what I did to my father and brother. One night when i was 15 and my brother was 10, my father had to much rum again. He had my mother at the throat with his navy's sword." Geddo stopped. He took another sip of the rum. He countinued, "As my father was about to slash at my mother, I took action. I swiftly sliced at my father's throat. He died instiantly and my mother ran. She ran away. I have not seen her since." Geddo said. His face showing both sorrow and hatred. He took another sip. "My brother, Henry, saw what i had done and attacked me from the back. That is where I got the scar on my arm." He pointed to a deep hardened slash mark on his right arm.

[Maccenna]

Maccenna listened intently to Geddo's story. It seemed their fathers had a bit of the same problem, although the end of her father was much different for it never came. She was surprised though, that this person's family suffered from abuse just as much as her's did and perhaps much more and that alot of families must have. She had put most of this behind her though, when she enrolled into piracy at only the age of nine, as she had no other choice, so she never refelcted upon it since the horrible night she escaped. It lighted memories in her mind that she had thought and hoped she had lost. Feeling sympathy for the man, she nodded her head, without another word for she had none to say.

[Jarad]

Geddo countinued after finishing his cup of rum, "As I turned around, pain in my right arm, I saw Henry with the blood stained blade. I thrusted my sword at him and he blocked, and fell under the weight of my blow. Then, he spun around, knocked me off my feet, and slashed at my head, I moved back just in time. The sword slashed my eye, and that is how I got this scar." He pointed to his eye. "Then I knocked him on his back and lowered my blade. As I was about to deal a death blow to him, a man shot an arrow at me and then I fleed. Leaving my brother in the hands of the navy." Geddo said as he finished his tale of the past. "So, that is how I got a few of my scars. where I to tell about every scar, you would probably asleep soon." Geddo said laughing. "So madam, what is your name? Do you have a crew or something?" Geddo asked kindly.

[Maccenna]

Maccenna answered slowly. "My name is Maccenna." she said. "And I was once part of a crew." She took a deep breath.
"At the age of nine, I fell into Piracy. It was tough going, being that I was not only a girl, but a young one to be doing crew work, at that." she pulled her bow over and started examining it. "I was lucky, I think, for actually being hired, else I might have been caught by my father and locked in a dark celler as he often did to me.
"My captain, was one of the few female pirate leaders. She was especially hard on me because she said that I needed to be stonger than anyother man in her crew if I were to survive and live a life as a female pirate on the seas."
"Sometimes, she would be harsh, but she was still the nicest and amoung the most clever people I had ever known. It seemed luck would never run out for her until... until one day it did."
She avoided the other pirate's gaze. "We went and stopped at a french port, rising the coutries colors upon our flagship as a way to trick them into believing we were of their many rigs. It seemed like... like it would all work out. Over half the crew could speak french and my captain was amoung them.
"At first, they believed us, the french navy that is, but then, when one of our men had to much to drink at the local pub and revealed us all as pirates, bragging about the captain's plans to light every frenchman ship upon fire, the navy surrounded us.
At that time, I was gone, doing alittle theivery of my own, as the captain had ordered me to do. But when I was heading back towards the ship, I saw the navy surround my captain and her crew. I smartly hid away.
" A couple of the crew tried to fight and were immediately slain. The others were herded off to the prison in line for a hanging at the gallows that next morning. My captain, on the other had was seperated from them for a much worse fate. The next day, I witnessed, helpless to do anything, her head roll under La Gilloutene. The rest of the crew were then hung after her, all together.
"It was a horrible thing. The frenchhmen cheered a made off with merry parties afterward, while my captian and the crew were shoveled into a pit all together without a title to call themselves by and without anyone to remember them save for me."
"That night I fled, afraid I might be captured, afraid to fail my captain, for I had promised that I would make her remembered."
"Now I am here. Three months later, all my crew and the only family I had ever known, gone."
Maccenna took a deep sigh and struggled to keep the tears from her eyes, but it was a horrible thing to be the only surviver of a crew and having to witness the horrible site of cheering towns peaple as La Gillotene slaughtered her captain with out mercy.

[Jarad]

Geddo saw the sorrow in her eyes and felt that he shouldn't ask the question. "Did your crew ever stop here? Have you met the pirate queen Amoruy?" Geddo asked Maccenna. " I could get you something Maccenna, if you want anything. You are safe here in tritern." he said kindly.

[Maccenna]

She gave a smile. " No thankyou, Geddo. I don't need anything. I guess we are all a bunch of troubled people. We here."
"And no." reply Maccenna, "I have not met the pirate queen. What is her name again?"
She heard Geddo say it but wanted to make sure she heard the name correctly.

[Jarad]

"Amory, Amory is the pirate queen, but I dont think she is here right now." Geddo said to Maccenna. he yawned. "Oi, ya, I suggest staying here and making yourself at home. Meet some other pirates, meet the queen when she gets back. So, your caption never came here? Must have been rouge pirates. Either that or she had been planning on coming and just wasnt able to." Geddo mumbled to himself.

[Maccenna]

Meccana tightened her bow. "She has never been here when I remained in her service, but she might have come here before that. Perhaps she was planning on comming back after her scheme. I was only with her for seven years."

Maccenna noticed that Geddo own a bow like she did. "Do you perfer your sword or your bow?"
She asked.

[Jarad]

"I prefer the sword, but I am good at bowmanship just incase I am needed near the back of the battle lines." Geddo said happier. You could tell that he was having to much to drink. "I should stop drinking this stuff." He said laughing. He picked up the bottle and went down into a cellear and put the bottle back.

[Maccenna]

Maccenna watched him go down into the celler and leaned her hand on her head. So now what?. she thought. She and one other pirate were the only ones in the town. Wouldn't be dangerous if someone tried to steal the land?

OOC: Now what should we do??