A Pirates life for Me 🎶

Chapter 1

The sky was completely clear, but the night was dark. One could see nearly every star. The moon was full, lighting our way as we attempted to make port. Luckily the wind was gusty enough for us to need only a few sails. 

My hands released the wheel as I headed for the stairs "Take the wheel, we will port soon." I told my first mate, Johnathan. 

I strode into the captains quarters to go over the map. I carefully read over every part of the plan. Searching for every possible escape route back to the ship in case anything happens. After carefully examining it, I changed my attire to something less...pirate-y. I had gone from my trench coat to a black sleeved shirt. My beige bottoms could stay. 

As I was gathering my things, there was a knock at the door. "Come in, Johnathan." He entered the room with a grin on his face. 

"Tom, we're almost ready to port!" 

"Outstanding. Are the men ready? Do we have everything that is needed?" Johnathan nodded 

"'Tis all in order, mate." 

"Great. I'll be out in a moment to give the orders." Johnathan once again nodded and left to tell the others.

 I looked into the cracked mirror on the wall. I looked as I should for such occasions, a sailor. My hair had gotten longer since my last time on land. My reddish-brown curls covered the tips of my ears, however I had managed to keep my beard shaped up. 

I put my pistol in the holder on my belt as I walked on deck. The men cheered as I approached them. I held up my hand for silence.

 "This is it, men" I shouted "We've traveled months to get here..to Fort Nohea. Let's not screw it up, alright?! Take what you can as discreetly as possible, remember our real mission. No mistakes! Are we clear?" I shouted sternly. The men cheered in agreement.

 "Alright then. To the boats!" Johnathan exclaimed. I watched as my crew ran to the boats, piling one on top of the other.

 I looked at our destination on the shore. This was a quiet little town that kept to themselves. But their ruler, Lord Desmond, was quite the bastard. He only cared about himself. We were here to destroy him. My men wanted to kill him, but that was not what we came for.