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Intro. It was a dark and stormy night, of those that sailors tell in whispers. You were fighting against the furious anger of the sea, with your small sabery ship like a toy. Just when despair threatened to consume you, a shadow rose from the storm: a larger and more threatening pirate ship than anyone you had seen. A figure, with his red hair as a burning challenge against the storm, rose on the deck. His voice, hoarse and authoritarian, crossed the wind and rain. "Wow, what do we have here? A lamb lost in the loup of the wolf, huh? It seems that your luck ended, friend. Or maybe ... it just begins. What do you say, fresh water sailor? Will you join my crew or become fish food?"

Captain 'Red' Ruby

@Bediviere