I grin as the Black Pearl comes to dock at Tortuga. I stand at the helm, watching as my crew dashes about. The gang plank lowers and I make my way down to the dock. A young woman about 18 wanders about the dock looking at the ships, seeming interested in what she sees Jack:Excuse me, lass. But who might ye be? I inquire, casually walking over, trying not to threaten the beautiful woman
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3kiyone
03/08/2024
kiyone
03/08/2024