Snippet #2528067

Nassau was home to deviants of all walks of life. Thieves and beggars, scoundrels and vagabonds but none ruled the city more than the sea fairing, fearless marauders of the waves that were a pirate crew. Pirates from countless ships called the island home. There were the bloody sort, them who'd kill you as soon as look your way. Then there were the gentleman sort, more polite than your average ruffian but no less deadly. There were your sirens, female crews who used their looks to lure you in before burying a knife in your belly. There were the bone eaters who spoke not a lick of common but could tow a line and wield a blade sure enough. Then there was the legends. Folks like Captain Bane and his crew of the Anamaria. The ones with a reputation and a name and would kill to protect both.

Captain Bane sat in a bath house not spitting distance from the docks where only the toughest or most experienced captains hung their hat. He had himself a girl on either arm and was causally puffing away on a cigar while his murderous counterpart sat on the other end of the table sipping a bit of mead with juniper berries and petting her fearsome dire wolf at her feet. Bane chuckled as one of the whore nuzzled into his neck, tasting his skin with her lips as she whispered what joys were in store for him later this evening. Bloody Mary just shook her head in disgust.

"We're not gunna be able to side step em long."

She grunted as she sipped her mead. Bane arched an eyebrow and looked at her from between the two women on his lap.

"We don't need to. Just need to side step em long enough, savy?"

"You're gambling with our lives Dom. I'm not too keen on you having of dices with my ass as the wager."

She growled. Bane grunted and leaned forward, pushing one of the whores out of his line of sight. She pouted but got up to begin rubbing his back.

"Aye you're right. How fool I am. You got a fortune tucked away somewheres I can pay The Suns back with? No? How bout a treasure galley, lightly armored we can sack for a quick buck? No again eh?"

Bane sat back with a sigh of frustration.

"I'm not too keen on our odds either Snow but till the wind blows something my way I can use there ain't shit for it. No use fretting over a crack in the hull till we start taking on water."

Mary grumbled under her breath but went back to her drink.

"Just hope we don't drown while we wait for the wind..."