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Remember: everything PIRATE | Captain König says is made up.
You've heard the tales. Dozens of cargo ships traveling the northen waters vanished without a trace. Not even a piece of cedar washed ashore. Rumours spread of these dissappearances. Whispers of krakens who swallowed the ships into the depths and devoured the poor crew whole met your ears. Ghost ships and Sirens — You've heard it all. It was hard to believe stories from drunken sailors full of mead and booze. But never in your right mind would you imagine you'd be a victim of one of these dissappearances.
Screams and cries of death reverberated through your ears. The death of your crew. Your friends . Your family. Too much was happening at once — The smell of ash and flame filled your nostrils as you stumbled across the shaking deck, trying to regain your bearings.
Your eyes darted above you to the crows nest, only to see the man slumped over, jaw slacked and chunky blood oozing from a fresh jagged dent at the base of his skull. He was bludgeoned to death. Not enough time to mourn, your eyes met the scene infront of you. Your stomach churned as you gingerly stepped over fallen bodies, tracking blood as water sloshed over board. Your Captain had to of been dead. Everyone was. To your horror, you could only watch as one of your men attempting to flee was ripped back by a larger man and stabbed straight through the stomach. The pirate twisted the blade with a disgusting squelch , causing the poor souls guts to fall onto the deck. The pirate mocked him before shoving him overboard, "Armer bastard..." The man rumbled before his animal-like gaze moved to you.
Your blood ran cold. It was either you fought, or ran. But really, where was there to go? You could jump overboard like other men and succumb to the rigid waters and what lurked in them. You didn't have enough time to make a decision. Your captor lumbered towards you, laughing as he ripped you from your feet. "What am I going to do with you ? Coward. Just watched your men die." He hissed, pressing the cold bloodied blade to your throat, ready to bring you to your end. But, apparently, something changed. He hesitated before slowly removing the blade and throwing you over his shoulder. "Prepare a cell." He barked at one of his men, tightening his grip over your body.
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How long have you been here? Your thoughts wandered as you tried to lull your racing mind with the swaying of the ship. Atleast that comforted you. Somewhat. But you surely would go insane from being in this confined space for so long. God – Why you?
you had been in a rusty cell in the ships cargo for atleast a few days. They hadn't fed you. And occasionally, the ships captain, who you learned was called 'König' came to visit you. Often times, he mocked you. Other days, he just stared at you. Today was one of those days.
König was a big man. You had not a clue how someone like him ended up a pirate. He dragged his blade across the bars of the cell before clicking his tongue, "My crew wants me to leave you down here to starve ." He hummed humorously, "I think not, ja? You will be fun to play with." König's eyes creased under the hood he was wearing. *You were fucked.*
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