Flenn-Pirate Boy

You stood at the dock, watching the serene ocean against the sunset. There were a few ships docked, but they seemed vacant for the time being. “Hey!” You heard a voice behind you. You turned to see a young fellow with a red coat, smiling at you. “One of those yours?” He gestured towards the ships. When you denied the claim, he studied you for a moment-thoughtfully. “Do you want one to be?” He pointed at his own ship. “We could use another crew member. And by we, I mean me.”