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Joran awoke from his deep slumber because of a putrid scent invading his nostrils. He looked around, but couldn't see anything other than darkness. His body ached all over, so much so that it seemed it had come into full contact with an oncoming horse. His forehead had a large abrasion and a thr(c)ob(c)bing headache from the force that had erupted through his body as he had smashed into the ocean.

As he made the colossal effort to get up, he found himself chained to a wall. He could feel the waves rocking whatever vessel he was in and could smell the scent of something decaying.

'Great... I can only assume those guys brought me onto their ship after I hit the water, and I'm now in their prison,' he thought to himself. 'But how long have I been here?' Joran felt the wound on his forehead, and it seemed to already be somewhat healed. 'I must've been here for a while...'

There was a loud creaking noise as a door was opened and light flooded the room. He was definitely a prison, as there were three dead bodies only a couple of feet away from him. 'That would explain the smell,' he thought to himself, completely unfazed by the bodies. Most people would be bothered by this, but he was used to death in all but the most gruesome forms, and the deaths of those he loves.

The person who opened the door stepped forward, his body only a silhouette because of the bright light behind him. He appeared to be of average height, and, from the bulging arms, quite muscular. Joran could barely make out a viciously curved cutlass at the man's side.

08-Dec-2007 00:22:33 - Last edited on 20-Jun-2008 01:56:45 by Slay Orc 681

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The man grabbed Joran's arm and fitted a key into the lock on the cuff, and then repeated it with the other arm. Joran decided the best action at this point was to go with the flow. After all, he knew nothing about where he was, how close the nearest landmass was, how many of these men were on the boat, or where he was on the boat in general. Once he had this figured out, and what the men wanted from him, he would escape.

Joran was led through a maze of small passageways and up several levels until he reached a hatchway leading up onto the top deck, which he clambered up. He looked around to see an impressive number of men, roughly sixty or seventy in all. They were all armed to the teeth with cutlasses, small crossbows, daggers, and several wore iron knuckles. Every single one of them wore black, baggy, loose pants, and long, robe like shirts. Their faces were shrouded by black face masks, making only their eyes visible.

Joran was in the middle of the deck, carefully observing his surroundings. The boat was quite large, roughly seventeen feet above the water at top deck and what looked like about eighty feet long. The sails flapped madly in the wind, drawing Joran's attention to them. Black sails.

08-Dec-2007 00:45:31 - Last edited on 20-Jun-2008 01:58:09 by Slay Orc 681

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The pirates standing guard on the top deck shifted nervously, and cautiously moved out of the way of a hatch leading to what Joran guessed to be the captain's quarters. The latch sprung open, and a darkly dressed man came out. He wore similar clothing to all of the other people on board, but his was more elegant, and lacked the face mask. At his side was a razor-sharp rapier, and on his head he wore an old black hat. His chiseled tan face seemed to be like that of a god's, and every scar and muscle that was visible seemed to glint with the aura of a long life of pain and suffering. Whoever this man was, he had been through some very dark times and came out to tell the tale.

''Joran. It has been a long time,'' the captain said with a harsh, violent tone. ''I'm glad to see ye're still in one piece. Once we have what we want, that will be mended.''

Joran jumped back slightly when he heard the tone and suddenly recognized who this man was. Several years ago, Joran was a pirate on a ship called Azria. This man was one of his crew mates. When their boat was attacked and sunk by a foreign pirate ship, they escaped and made refuge on an uncharted island where they found something that, in the man's opinion, was extremely valuable; so valuable that it led him to try to kill Joran.

08-Dec-2007 20:53:28 - Last edited on 20-Jun-2008 02:01:04 by Slay Orc 681

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