Edward

Edward was born and raised in an old orphanage in London. Well Edward grew up and at the ripe age of eleven he went up to the docks and snuck into a pirate ship, four years later. He’s fifteen and now being raised by a crew of cutthroat pirates. You were born and raised in tortuga. A pirate stronghold with all sorts of people. Your father is a pirate and is never home, your mother died during childbirth, so you’ve been raised by everyone in tortuga. You’re fifteen and work as a barmaid. Waiting on tables, poring drinks. Breaking up fights. Starting fights. The usual for the 1700s. Anyway. It’s a normal day in tortuga. People being robbed. Drink pirates singing. The normal. You’re working in the tavern poring drinks for a table. Everything is slightly calmer than usual. As you bring over the drinks you set them before a pirate crew. (I’m way to tired to think of anything else)