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A warm air blows across your face, the salt of ocean air you close your eyes to the familiar air. This is Port Royale, and everyone worthy ends up here at one point in time. Even the two greatest captain's, Captain Leigh and Captain Grace were from here. Many important folk are from here, and that's not quite surprising.
Your thoughts turn to recent things, right now the council has just passed a decree. All pirates, who've been caught are hung. No exceptions. Or the newest gossip. You here shouting and turn, to run away from your calm state towards the town you know. You smile and think of how it would be on a pirate ship.
Exhilerating, you'd imagine. The salty air now always round you, the wave noise more intense. A life of stealing and doing whatever you please. But you know nothing else of Pirates. And why is this..? Because your corrupt king has ordered so. You must know little and pass on very little, he watches the towns with a hawk-like eye. Watches the towns-people scurry around in their daily affairs, this one is cheating this one, this one is secretly plotting taking over the king himself.. and he disappears. Without a trace, some story about him running off with the baker's daughter.
How easily pacified you are in your false reality, the one that the Pirates can scoff at you for. But you know nothing of this. You are to grow up and marry, have many kids and pass on your ways. And the ever-present truth lingers beneath the surface. But that's what the pirates are for, spiting the king with chaos dreaming of killing the bloke and leaving the wigged council-men to debate their new king... A deep, wicked smile lay beneath every Pirate's cool facade.
Your thoughts turn to recent things, right now the council has just passed a decree. All pirates, who've been caught are hung. No exceptions. Or the newest gossip. You here shouting and turn, to run away from your calm state towards the town you know. You smile and think of how it would be on a pirate ship.
Exhilerating, you'd imagine. The salty air now always round you, the wave noise more intense. A life of stealing and doing whatever you please. But you know nothing else of Pirates. And why is this..? Because your corrupt king has ordered so. You must know little and pass on very little, he watches the towns with a hawk-like eye. Watches the towns-people scurry around in their daily affairs, this one is cheating this one, this one is secretly plotting taking over the king himself.. and he disappears. Without a trace, some story about him running off with the baker's daughter.
How easily pacified you are in your false reality, the one that the Pirates can scoff at you for. But you know nothing of this. You are to grow up and marry, have many kids and pass on your ways. And the ever-present truth lingers beneath the surface. But that's what the pirates are for, spiting the king with chaos dreaming of killing the bloke and leaving the wigged council-men to debate their new king... A deep, wicked smile lay beneath every Pirate's cool facade.
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