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Sebastian

"I am not someone to underestimate, for you might find yourself dead the next second and then it will be too late to realize I am always one step ahead of you."

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a character in “Pirates: By Blood or By Gold”, as played by Zoey26123

Description



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ImageName:
Sebastian Jacobs Williamson
Age:
17
What/ who they are:
Cocaptain of Lucifer's Angel

Where they live:
Damien lives on board the ship Lucifer's Angel with his brother

Appearance:
Identical to his twin, Sebastian is 6'0" and weighs 175 lbs.. Sebastian has black hair and brown eyes and almost always is wearing some sort of hat. He is extremely strong and athletic. He is lean like his brother and the only way to tell them apart is by what they are wearing.

Build:
Sebastian is extremely strong and very athletic, thin from his time without a lot of food, yet not too thin that he is unhealthy.


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Personality:
{Friendly, Smart, Manipulative, Shy, and Honorable}
Sebastian is extremely friendly and will talk to anyone and everyone he feels like talking to. He, unlike his brother, has a filter over his mouth so when he talks to you, he is pretty easy going yet can be manipulative when he wishes to be.

Sebastian is extremely clever and smart and is a genius with maps. He can navigate better than most pirates and is very good at planning as well as being the one in charge of coming up with ideas or plans.

Sebastian, when he wants to be, is extremely manipulative and can and will say whatever he can to get people to do what he wants.

Sebastian is not a lady person unlike his brother and is very bad at talking to girls when it comes to flirting.

Sebastian, though a pirate, is honorable and refuses to kill someone unless he believes they've done something bad. He won't hit a man while he is down unless he is blinded by his rage which rarely happens and usually has something to do with Damien being in danger. He will however not hesitate if they need information that could be important.


ImageHistory:
Sebastian and his brother Damien were born in a small poor town where the two were abandoned. The twins grew up stealing to survive and eventually began to perform bigger and bigger crimes until they turned ten when they accidentally killed someone. The two went on the run with a crew of pirates that had been by the town and were looking for some new members of their crew.

Damien and Sebastian grew up learning to fight and perfect their thievery. The two worked their way up in the ships crew and were at one point, co-first mates up until their captain died in a raid leaving the twins as the new captains. The two have ever since owned Lucifer's Angel and the two work to pillage whatever they want. They have one rule however after growing up as the kids on the street. No killing woman, children, or men that don't get in the way, no killing them unless they are trying to stop them, and no taking from people who can't afford it.


ImageSkills:
Fighting
Planning
Stealing
Killing
Leading
Swords
Guns
Climbing
Swimming


Other:
Sebastian feels guilty for the time that Damien was tortured and has always sworn to make the guy in charge of it to pay.

So begins...

Sebastian's Story

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Character Portrait: Kalila-si-Ishka Misantri Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Damien Character Portrait: Sebastian
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Damien & Sebastian

Damien and Sebastian were slipping in between the crowds easily enough until they spotted each other and got an even brighter idea. Both knew their crew was somewhere around them, grabbing purses and anything that suits their fancy while Damien and Sebastian just grabbed things they could sell. The two purposefully bumped into each other, hard, and Damien fell to the ground easily.

"How dare you?" Damien demanded as he stood angrily. Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Seriously Jack, you might as well try to not dress like a pig," Sebastian says with an almost drawling voice, not looking like his brother with the fake beard his men had assisted him with that morning. Damien had blonde hair at the moment making them look even less like brothers.

Damien looked down at his clothes, truly distraught. Did Sebastian truly not like his clothes? He was wearing a red soldiers jacket he had found over a loose shirt and pants that allowed movement without being baggy. His boots were relatively clean as was his earring which was nothing but a large blue sapphire in his right ear.

"You know what, let's see how confident you are with knife in your stomach," Damien demands as he charges his brother, grabbing him by the shoulder and bringing his knee up to knock the wind out of Sebastian. Sebastian went down, momentarily looking up at the surrounding crowd before smiling and holding his stomach as he waited for Damien to jump on him only to roll away and kick out at his brothers ribs.

Damien didn't look happy as he glared at his brother, the two grappling another minute before their first mate, Kato, pulled them apart. "Boys boys, your mothers are going to hear about this," He says as he holds them at least a foot off the ground. Kato was a giant and at least seven feet tall. He was burly with a lot of muscle and tanned skin. He looked like the devil himself when he wanted to be though he was anything but as he was a sweet guy when he wasn't angry and was under your command.

"Kato, let us go," Sebastian demands as the two are held apart. Kato shakes his head as if wondering why they had given them this job. Kato was the only one that didn't like to steal for whatever reason, so he just closed their mission up with a nice touch so people didn't think anything was going on. During their brawl, the entire crew had had a stealing spree and were not weighed down with twice as much as before to sell.

Kato took the two boys down an alley and dropped them rather unceremoniously. Kato smiled down at the twins as he messed up Damien's hair. "You, sir, look strange without black hair," Kato says as he passes Kato what looks like an old comb. Kato accepts it, brushing away whatever Sebastian had put in his hair that morning. Meanwhile, Sebastian wiped away the fake beard. The two, yet again, looked exactly like each other.

If, and when, people recognized the twins, some would avoid them, others would try to apprehend them, then the smart ones would just get out of their way and let them do whatever they wanted. They did, after all, have Kato with them.

Damien and Sebastian began walking down the street, both looking around them. They had docked a week or so ago in hopes of having a break from getting chased and have a vacation of sorts here in Nassau.

"Want to go see if there are any pretty ladies nearby?" Damien asks his brother with a smile as he watches a group of what must be whores walk by. His mood towards them is foul however, anyone who does it like they do is not someone he wants to be with.

Just then Sebastian spots a man knee another man in the stomach. He frowned as he walked towards the two angry. "Hey, hey you, this may be Nassau, but even pirates aren't cruel to everyone they ever meet," Damien calls to the man as he walks towards him. Sebastian passes the older man a necklace from their morning of stealing, then points him to the alley before going with Damien towards the man. Kato helped the older fellow to the alley to sit down.

Damien watched as a girl went up beside him and held his hand. Sebastian stepped in front of the fellow, pretty pissed off now. Sure he had done the same to hundreds of men, but never to such an old man that had nothing up his sleeve, the twins however, had much up their sleeves. They could tell a thief when they saw one and the old man was legitimately an old man.

"Damien, do you believe that was a very good thing to say?" Sebastian asks as he hears what the fellow says. Damien shakes his head as if he was sad. "No, I believe that was in fact a very bad thing to say," Damien says, icy cold towards the man.

Damien tried not to look at the younger, very pretty girl beside the man, and succeeded, partially. "Damien, stop staring at the girl," Sebastian says knowing exactly what Damien was slightly distracted by. Damien shakes his head as if to clear it as he steps forward towards the man.

"Hey guy, just know you shouldn't say stuff like that, or do stuff like that in a city full of pirates, older homeless people, and idiots looking for fights. Also, you should really get this girl off the street if you want her to live another night. I'm not threatening you, but with looks like that, any and a lot of pirates will want a night with her, and any slaver might just grab her," Damien says quietly, under his breath as he saw another crowd forming around them.

"People, people, my brother and I must warn you to back away. How about we all celebrate a wonderful day tonight with a round of drinks that we pay for? Meet by the tavern in front of our ship," Sebastian offers, knowing anyone that knew them would know their ship.

Damien looks the guy who seems to be in charge of the girl up and down before holding out his hand. "Hey, got anything you would like to give to the old man that you just possibly injured very badly? Not everyone here is young, and he probably can't take a punch like we can, so don't be rash and stupid," Damien says before getting cut off by Sebastian. "Like he is most of the time."

Damien holds his hand out again, looking at something that seems to be on the mans shoulder and brushing what might be dirt off it. "Now seriously, pay up for an old man that deserves something after that treatment. I may be a pirate, but I'm not going to hit some random person," Damien says in an almost friendly way.

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Character Portrait: Kalila-si-Ishka Misantri Character Portrait: Alexandrine Corvin Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Damien Character Portrait: Sebastian Character Portrait: Theodosos the Cursed
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Kalila's hands dropped to her side as the two boys approached them. The one seemed to be avoiding looking at her while the other's eyes were locked on Jarrak.

They had a 67 percent chance of getting out of this without a fight.

The odds were low.

Kalila stepped in front of Jarrak, as the one invaded his personal space, Jarrak wouldn't react well to that.

Kalila looked up at the boy, he wasn't much older then her, a few years or so. She reached up and touched his face, examining it and in the same moment began to convulse, her slate grey eyes never moving from his as flashes images passed before her eyes. Blood, a stone room, pain.

This is why she never liked to be touched. Jarrak, her mother and father were the only people able to touch her, she could see the past. She could only touch her father when her mother was around to hinder her ability...she tried it once and was unconscious for a week.


Kalila's eyes began to roll behind her head.

"F-fff for your...brrottthheer...." She said before dropping unconscious.



Alexandrine sat in a bar, a hood covering her head as a crowd of people suddenly poured in, her eyes were on the dark skinned man who seemed to be talking to himself. She watched him as lightning flung from his fingertips.

Her eyes narrowed but she waited for him to calm.

As the crowd rushed in. Alexandrine moved to a barstool beside him. The rogue ordered another drink for the both of them.

"People might dz'ing your crazy, with dz'e way you go on by yourself like dz'at." She said, her voice low, her Velalian accent thick in her words. "Dz'ere is alot of magic in, Nassau, but never on such display...no'dzing real anyway." She said sipping her drink.

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Damien & Sebastian

Damien stared at the girl as she stepped in front of him. He was surprised that she would do it after what he had just said even though he hadn't threatened her. Sebastian made as if to protest when the girl reached up to touch Damien's face. Sebastian froze, his gaze on his brother as he watched the girl, looking for anything that might possibly hurt him.

"Hey, little lady, I don't know what you're doing but I-," Damien stops as he see her start to convulse. "Sebastian what do I do? Damien asks his brother as he looks at the girl unsure what to do. His brother knew how to handle these situations better than he did. He wasn't a medical person whatsoever, quite the contrary actually.

Only then did his back race with pain. He had these occasionally, ghost pains from the day in the dungeon. He remembered only bits of it, but would always remember that it happened because of what his tormentor put on his back. The scars that spelled out the man's name felt as if he was being branded again.

Damien didn't scream, but felt his knees buckle slightly. This girl, he knew then that she wasn't what she appeared to be. "F-fff for your...brrottthheer...." She said before dropping unconscious. Damien caught her as she fell down and was able to land on his back, keeping her from getting stuck under him, but letting out a gasp of pain as his back made contact with the hard stone.

Nobody knew that Damien had done it for his brother but his brother, and there was only one thing that this girl could have seen. He didn't want anything to do with her, didn't want her to think he's any different than who he is, but didn't want to leave her either, even with the guy who must be her protector.

Sebastian pushed the man away and knelt by his brother. "Damien, Damien listen to me, we have to get you back to the ship. Hold it together for a few more minutes, got it?" Sebastian says to his brother who swallowed and nodded. He hated this, absolutely hated this. Rarely did it happen in public or during the day, but today it seemed to be full out and horrible.

Their crew kept the gathering crowd back and at bay so as not to watch Damien in his current state, a good crew constantly. "Let her go Damien," Sebastian whispers as Damien didn't realize he was still holding onto the girl.

Instantly, Damien released her and Sebastian picked her up like she was nothing, passing her off to her guardian before reaching down to scoop Damien up over his shoulder, his brother exhausted from the episode.

Sebastian eyed the girl and her protector. "If I ever see you hurt anyone here who didn't deserve it again, you can sure as hell bet that I will come at you without hesitation. Got it?" Sebastian asks as he holds his brother close.

Sebastian turns to leave before hearing Damien's voice in his ear. "Get them to come with us. She might be able to help us Sebastian," Damien says as he continues to breath in a labored way.

Sebastian sighs as he turns to face the man. "Come with us, I have something that'll make her feel better and you can sure as hell bet that our ship will be far safer than wherever you lot are staying," Sebastian says as he nods towards the docks not too far away and the twins' ship.

Sebastian began to walk, leading the way with his crew still packed tightly around them. He wondered if the man would follow, he had after all just threatened the mans life. Then again, if he knew what was good for his ward he would bring her to the ship.



Sebastian set Damien down on his bed in their cabin, leaning his now sleeping brother up to remove the shirt before flipping him over and looking at the scarred back. The letters on his back were jagged and the two were unsure what was used to make them, but they both knew what it did to Damien.

Sebastian didn't know if the man and the girl followed, but motioned towards his bed while kneeling by Damien, not looking away. The man could set the girl there if he wished, and was even present, but Sebastian truly didn't care when he looked at Damien and wondered what to give him this time for the pain.

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Character Portrait: Kalila-si-Ishka Misantri Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Damien Character Portrait: Sebastian
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Jarrack watched the two boys cooly, as they got all worked up over one old man in a sick city, "Children." he thought, though he was not much more than a child himself. Kalila stepped out in front of him and he let her move. Kalila was more than capable of looking after herself and never did anything without somehow knowing that she would be ok, even if it didn't appear that way.
She reached up to his face and he protested briefly before his eyes went wide and his knees buckled beneath him. Jarrack had seen it happen before, but was still too slow to catch her as she fell into the stunned boy, "Forrr... yourr... Brotthhhheerrr..." She sighed as she fell.
The other twin panicked as his brother fell and quickly jumped on his brother, "Damien, Damien listen to me, we have to get you back to the ship. Hold it together for a few more minutes, got it?"
A crowd was forming but appeared to be kept back from them by associates of the two ruffians, keeping prying eyes away as the second twin helped the first form the ground, bring up the exhausted kalila with him. "Let her go Damien," the second whispered to the first. After helping his brother two his feet the twin helped Kalila up and passed her back to Jarrak, who caught her deftly and picked her up into his arms. The second twin glared at Jarrak, "If I ever see you hurt anyone here who didn't deserve it again, you can sure as hell bet that I will come at you without hesitation. Got it?"
They turned to leave but they stopped and the collapsed twin whispered something into his brothers ear, the second then turned back, his face still a scowl, "Come with us, I have something that'll make her feel better and you can sure as hell bet that our ship will be far safer than wherever you lot are staying," before they walked off in the direction of the docks.
"Gods Kalila, you dont half get us into these situations." He looked down at the girl barely conscious in his arms, "Kalila, I follow your wishes, what do you believe we should do? What do the voices say?"

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Character Portrait: Kalila-si-Ishka Misantri Character Portrait: Nassara Character Portrait: Lady Elizabeth Benezia Harlington Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Damien Character Portrait: Sebastian Character Portrait: Marcus Bolo
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Damien & Sebastian


Damien looked over Sebastian's shoulder and nodded in the direction of Sebastian's bed. "What?" Sebastian asks, almost annoyed at his brother. He sat up, dizzy and tired, his back stinging faintly as he looked at the empty bed until Damien looked over.

"Well? What do you want me to do about it? They didn't want to come it's not my fault," Sebastian says down to his brother who scowls up at him. "Come on Sebastian, this could be our chance to know what happened that night. Not many people can do that to me, you know that, maybe she can read minds or something. We'll never know unless we talk to her. Please, just go ask her guardian if she could come here for ten minutes. Ten, then we can ask her and if she knows anything, we'll know it," Sebastian says, begging in a way his brother had never heard before.

Sebastian looks down at his brother, this wasn't his usual want for a girl, but he wanted to know what happened that night in the cell where he didn't remember anything about his captor but what he left on Damien's back. "Fine... I'll go talk to them." Sebastian says as he goes above deck.

"Kato, see where the two went instead of here?" Sebastian asks as he looks out among the crowd searching for them. He spotted one carriage that was all too familiar. Some Lady who he and Damien called Harlington for short. They had once snuck onto her estate to see if there was anything valuable, grabbed only a hat and an earring, which Damien wore often, then fled after seeing her big bodyguard of a man.

Kato only pointed and Sebastian didn't know he did until he looked back at his friend confused, then followed the mans hand to the exact carriage he had been watching.

"Oh shit," Kato mutters as he sees the Lady inside and wasn't too happy about it. "Is that-, oh gods it's Nassara and Marcus." Stealing them back would be impossible. He could do it with the help of his crew, but he didn't want to involve them over Damien's own matters. He was just not strong enough to face the Lady's manservant, and he wasn't sure he could hurt Nassara for his own reasons. But where were they going. It looked as if they were coming straight for Lucifer's Angel, as if she were bringing them to Sebastian.

"Kato, what's going on?" Sebastian asked as he walked to the side of his ship by the boarding plank. He sat down, swinging his legs overboard and sat there on the railing to watch what played out.

He looked like a child, but had killed more people than most the men on his ship. It was actually kind of sad, but he didn't regret doing it. He had been hungry once, he didn't want it again.

Sebastian drew his gun and layed it in his lap as he leaned back against some ropes. Sebastian spotted the young girl, shrinking into herself in a way as she tried to avoid something in the carriage, or at least that's how it seemed from where he was.

"Kato, make sure Damien doesn't do anything stupid," Sebastian says as he jumps down to the dock. Kato looks down at him. "Like you're about to do?" Kato asks and Sebastian smiles back. "Yep," He says simply before walking towards the carriage.

He should have taken off the lady's hat that he was wearing, but didn't really care as they got closer and closer. "All of a sudden I'm trying to get this girl away from Harlington and keep Damien out of trouble when he is already in trouble. Maybe this girl just wants to do what she wants, away from us. At least I get to see my old friends," Sebastian says almost to himself.

He walked up to Marcus as the carriage neared the intersection where it could either go to the docks, or ride along the side of the the water. He nodded to Marcus, then walked right past them to the carriage door.

Why was he doing this? He really didn't know. He grabbed onto the carriage as it continued to move and knocked on the door as he held on, disregarding the strange looks he was getting. "Hello Lady Elizabeth, long time no see. Nassara, a pleasure as always," Sebastian says, his voice going from false to gentle as he talked to Nassara.

"Hey, I know you don't like me, I don't like you, but my brother wants to talk to your friend here, ten minutes maximum, then you can get on your way with this lady," Sebastian says as he pulls back the curtain to look at the girl and her guardian. Sebastian looks at Lady Elizabeth with a smile. "I know we've had our differences in the past, but I promise not to kill you today if you promise you won't kill me. Sound like a plan?" Sebastian asks with his brother's charming smile that he had only recently mastered and rarely used for lack of caring. Sebastian was thankful that he didn't have bad teeth like most pirates, but white teeth amazingly enough. As did Damien too.

Sebastian didn't think Nassara would kill him instantly, rather she would threaten him, though he had a hand on his hidden knife in his shirt with the hand not holding the carriage. His head halfway in the carriage, his foot on the footrest, Sebastian leaned in carefully to avoid a group of women passing by outside. "Really, just a few minutes of your time," Sebastian says to the young girl directly, almost pleading. He didn't think Harlington would let him see the girl, but didn't really care as he would see to it that see came if she wanted to.

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Character Portrait: Kalila-si-Ishka Misantri Character Portrait: Nassara Character Portrait: Lady Elizabeth Benezia Harlington Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Sebastian Character Portrait: Marcus Bolo
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"Such a strange little darling..." Elizabeth thought, watching the rocking child who seemed determined not to look at her, "Perhaps the girl is touched." Suddenly the door to the carriage opened and her private meeting was interrupted by a young boy, she knew him what was his name? Damien? No, that was his brother, she had a talent for faces and this was his brother, Sebastian.
"Hello Lady Elizabeth, long time no see. Nassara, a pleasure as always," The boy said, his voice going from sarcastic to truthful in the blink of an eye. Nassara gave him nothing in return but a cool glare.
"Awww, the poor dear..." Elizabeth thought, smiling slightly beneath her mask.
"Hey, I know you don't like me, I don't like you, but my brother wants to talk to your friend here, ten minutes maximum, then you can get on your way with this lady," Sebastian said pulling back the curtain and checking on Her two guests before turning back to her with a smile as fake as the one on her mask, "I know we've had our differences in the past, but I promise not to kill you today if you promise you won't kill me. Sound like a plan?"
Elizabeth let out a sweet, high pitched giggle and raised a delicate hand over her mouth, "My dear little Sebastian, you naughty boy, it is terribly bad manners to enter a ladies carriage without her permission, its a quick route to a slit throat," She leaned in and gently lifted his chin with a delicate gloved hand, "Or a hole in the head." She said, just as softly, and the click of a flintlock hammer alerted everyone to Marcus's pistol, the barrel of which was an inch from Sebastian's temple. There was a cold silence as Elizabeths blank stare hovered in front of Sebastian, "I would improve my manners, if I were you." There was another, unbearably long pause before she let go of his chin and sat but up with a delighted giggle, "But my my my, your just far to adorable to ruin. Marcus, you terror you! Put that gun away!" she said cheerily.
"Of course Ma'am." He said, holstering his pistol but leaving his ominous presence looming like a stormcloud.
"Now, of course my guests may speak with you quickly if they desire it, I am a host not a gaoler." She said with a laugh, looking at Jarrak and Kalila
Jarrack glared at the twin, Sebastian his name was, "As much as I would much rather leave you to your business, oh rightious defender of old men. I follow my Ward." He looked down at Kalila, "Kalila, what would you like to do?"

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Character Portrait: Kalila-si-Ishka Misantri Character Portrait: Nassara Character Portrait: Lady Elizabeth Benezia Harlington Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Sebastian Character Portrait: Marcus Bolo
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Kalilas sudden movement to kiss Nassara didn't shock Jarrak in the slightest, she was prone to odd behaviour and erratic gestures of love and scorn. The startled Nassara didn't far as well, her eyes going wide as she stiffened at the physical contact, her hands instinctively going to something beneath her robes but was not drawn. She then hopped out of the carriage, leaving the stunned Nassara wide eyed inside.
Elizabeth giggled and leaned over to her handmaid, "I would think that she likes you my dear," She whispered seductively, "Almost as much as I do."
"Thank you for your hospitality lady Harlington," Jarrak said with a nod, "But I suggest you don't wait for us, Kalila can be... Erratic. We wouldn't wish to keep you."
"Of course Darling!" She exclaimed with a melodramatic wave before setting her hand on his shoulder, "Should you wish to find me again, I would be more than happy to host your stay here in Nassau," She turned back to Sebastian, her hand still firmly clasped on Jarraks shoulder, "Good Sebastian will be able to direct you to my Estate. I am sure he remembers the way." She turned back to Jarrak, "Safe travels dear, I hope to see you soon."
"Thank you Lady Harlington." Jarrak said before exiting the carriage. There were few people on earth he feared. One was Kalilas father, this woman was another.
"Marcus! Let us away!" she said with a cheerful cry.
"Of course ma'am!" He exclaimed back and the carriage launched off down the street with the crack of whips.
Jarrak turned to Sebastian, "Lead the way, Pirate."

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Character Portrait: Kalila-si-Ishka Misantri Character Portrait: Nassara Character Portrait: Lady Elizabeth Benezia Harlington Character Portrait: Jarrak Hassar Character Portrait: Damien Character Portrait: Sebastian Character Portrait: Marcus Bolo
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Damien & Sebastian

Lady Elizabeth seemed to study Sebastian as he held on before she finally spoke, not includin Nassara still appearing to hate him even if he couldn't help that she didn't like him, most likely because she thought he was a pirate.

Elizabeth let out a sweet, high pitched giggle and raised a delicate hand over her mouth, "My dear little Sebastian, you naughty boy, it is terribly bad manners to enter a ladies carriage without her permission, its a quick route to a slit throat," She leaned in and gently lifted his chin with a delicate gloved hand, "Or a hole in the head." He nearly choked in surprise. He wasn't touched often, only by Damien or Kato in fact. Most others didn't want to touch a young boy who had killed.

Just as Sebastian was going to interrupt, the click of a flintlock hammer alerted everyone to Marcus's pistol, the barrel of which was an inch from Sebastian's temple. Sebastian smiled as there was a cold silence while Elizabeths blank stare hovered in front of Sebastian, "I would improve my manners, if I were you." There was another, unbearably long pause before she let go of his chin and sat but up with a delighted giggle, "But my my my, your just far to adorable to ruin. Marcus, you terror you! Put that gun away!" she said cheerily.

Sebastian hated Marcus, the brute, but knew he wouldn't shoot without his lady's permission, and she hadn't shot him yet whenever she saw him, so why would she shoot him now? Besides, she probably didn't want his blood on her gloves. Sebastian gave him a look, nodding at him to go ahead and remove the gun.

"Of course Ma'am." He said, holstering his pistol but leaving his ominous presence looming like a stormcloud. Sebastian gave him a little wave as he looked back in the carriage. He would get killed one day for joining a carriage without permission, but that day wasn't today.

"Now, of course my guests may speak with you quickly if they desire it, I am a host not a gaoler." She said with a laugh, looking at Jarrak and Kalila. Sebastian shrugged. "Yeah, well, you're not an angel either," Sebastian muttered under his breath, so quiet that nobody could have hear him.

Jarrack glared at the twin, Sebastian his name was, "As much as I would much rather leave you to your business, oh righteous defender of old men. I follow my Ward." He looked down at Kalila, "Kalila, what would you like to do?" Sebastian made a face as he watched the guy.

"To be honest, I don't need you, Damien just wants to talk to the girl, just talk," Sebastian says to be clear that was literally all he wanted to do in it's entirety. "And I am not righteous, I just don't do people being cruel. Anyone I've ever hurt, I've done it quickly and with the least amount of pain as possible," Sebastian says thoughtfully.

Kalila had apparently been watching the exchange between the two, Sebastian and Lady Harlington. She stopped her rocking and looked at Jarrak as he asked her what she wanted. The girl was too young to be around killers, thieves, and torturers.

She looked at the scarved woman, blinked a few times, before gutting forward, and pressing a quick, and gentle kiss to her scarved mouth. Sebastian nearly let go of the carriage just because of this, only holding on at the last second. "What the-," Sebastian began before cutting himself off, watching the two with wide eyes.

With that, Kalila climbed out of the carriage and stood beside Sebastian, her head down, her face guarded. "I will not ever understand women, ever," Sebastian says amazed as he steps down from the carriage and looks down at the girl.

Elizabeth giggled and leaned over to her handmaid, "I would think that she likes you my dear," She whispered seductively, "Almost as much as I do." Sebastian nearly shivered at her tone. This woman really freaked him out and he wanted to get away from her. He could still feel her touching him and he hated it.

"Thank you for your hospitality lady Harlington," Jarrak said with a nod, "But I suggest you don't wait for us, Kalila can be... Erratic. We wouldn't wish to keep you." Sebastian looked around incredulously, acting amazed "Really? You sure?"

"Of course Darling!" She exclaimed with a melodramatic wave before setting her hand on his shoulder, "Should you wish to find me again, I would be more than happy to host your stay here in Nassau," She turned back to Sebastian, her hand still firmly clasped on Jarraks shoulder, "Good Sebastian will be able to direct you to my Estate. I am sure he remembers the way."

"I see you've noticed my hat then. Yeah I remember the gaudy place," Sebastian says crossing his arms. She turned back to Jarrak, "Safe travels dear, I hope to see you soon."

"Thank you Lady Harlington." Jarrak said before exiting the carriage. "You're going to get yourself killed," Sebastian says, truly amazed that the guy wasn't dead yet. "Marcus! Let us away!" she said with a cheerful cry. "Of course ma'am!" He exclaimed back and the carriage launched off down the street with the crack of whips. He really was a puppet.

Jarrak turned to Sebastian, "Lead the way, Pirate." Sebastian shakes his head at the man. "You really are going to kill yourself. You have encountered three of the most known killers and pirates of the world and you have been very sassy to two of them. And you just really piss me off," Sebastian says annoyed now as he turns to walk towards his ship which wasn't far since they were dropped off at the docks.

"Also, a tip to you, don't call a pirate a pirate to his face when you're on his ship. There's a lot more of them then there are of you, and you will be dead, very quickly," Sebastian says simply as he waves his hand at his ship. He boards the plank, muttering something under his breath.

"Kato, is Damien awake yet?" Sebastian asks Kato. Kato shakes his head no, then nods appreciatively having watched the exchange from the ship. Everyone on the ship was lounging about right now, really just tired after a morning of work.

"Come on then," Sebastian says as he motions for the two to follow him below the stern's deck. Sebastian went below, seeing Damien standing in front of the mirror in just his pants and boots. "Kato didn't come down did he?" Sebastian asks and Damien just shakes his head. "Everyone on our ship is mute today," Sebastian declares before walking in.

Damien turned back to the mirror, but when he saw two more people enter, he nearly panicked as he turned back around trying to block what they probably already saw. "You couldn't have warned me they were coming in?" Damien demands as he breaths deeply, trying to catch his breath. He sighed as he stood.

"So, guess who I ran into today?" Sebastian asks a he sits on his bed, pouring some water and offering it to the their guests before setting it on the table for whenever they wanted it. "I don't really care." Damien offers as he moves to take the class, knowing that hiding his back from these two was impossible since they already saw it.

"Lady Harlington," Sebastian declares with a smile. Damien coughs on his water, setting the cup down. "Really? You didn't get in trouble for the hat?" Damien asks and Sebastian shrugs. "Nothing unusual," Sebastian says referring to his near death experience. He didn't know how many times he'd nearly died.

"Hey, so, little lady, I just need your help with something, please," Damien says going up to her and looking down at her. He makes a motion at Sebastian who stands and pulls her guardian into the hall gently, closing the door behind him. "He's not going to hurt her, he just needs to talk to her in private. I dislike you greatly. Did you know that?" Sebastian asks as he motions for the guy to go above deck, ready to follow.

Meanwhile Damien looks at the girl, unsure how to start. "Please, I need to know who did this. Can you tell me?" Damien asks as he takes a deep breath then turns his back on her. On his back, the letters Benez stood out. Almost half finished with what might have been an l, i, n, m, p, or something else. One couldn't tell how it was there, and only Damien knew, but hadn't even told Sebastian. It wasn't finished, that's for sure. Damien prayed she could tell him something about it.

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Kalila tapped her the side of her head in response. She noticed his gaze and met it. Why did she have to be so cryptic? It almost hurt the way she seemed to not be wanting to speak to him.

She walked toward the upper deck, and Damien followed. He walked towards Sebastian and Jarrak. Sebastian seemed to be ignoring Jarrak all together. Damien smiled slightly at this as he walked to lean over the railing, looking out at the sea, Sebastian watched him curiously, wondering if Damien would tell him what had happened.

Kalila sat on the floor in front of Jarrak's feet and lay on the wood. It was dirty and grimy but Kalila didn't care, she never did...and probably couldn't. Sebastian looked down confused and when he looked at Damien, Damien just shrugged. Not sure what he knew about this girl was good or not.

"Hey, go get some rest. Take our cabin," Damien offers, his voice void of emotion. He knew what he was doing that night. It had something to do with money and alcohol in one of the nearby taverns.

"Wait, I want my bed," Sebastian says. Damien shrugs and Sebsatian only then notices his brother's depressed appearance."What happened?" Sebastian asks softly, putting a hand on his brother's shoulder. Damien just shakes his head, not wanting to talk. "Later," He whispers and Sebastian just nods, understanding.

"Take our cabin. I'm heading into town to look for something to polish my knives," Damien says as he grabs his coat from Kato before leaving the ship, storming off really.

Sebastian just shakes his head after his brother. "Really, you need the cabin after encountering Harlington. A word of advice, a lot of people who cross her die, so avoid her if you can. It'll keep your neck from being slit," Sebastian says as he offers a hand to help Kalila up. "And thanks for helping my brother," Sebastian says though he wasn't sure why he was thanking her now.

Damien walked quickly, his head down in the afternoon sun. He didn't want to be around people he knew. He just wanted to be alone and thinking and possibly fighting and possibly gambling. He headed for one of his favorite brawling places in all of Nassau. He walked in and took a seat in the corner, having a drink right away as he looked at the ring of fighters below in the dirt. One was obviously better than another, but Damien knew he could take them.

Damien finished his drink right away, then stood, taking off his boot as he walked down to the ring. "I challenge," He says as the fight finishes. He drops his boot by the outer ring and steps in. He wanted to fight, to clear his mind and this was certainly a way to do it.



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Neviah slipped through the crowd of people, trying to avoid their touch as they watched her. She looked too young to be there, she felt too young to be there, but she sure as hell wasn't getting out of there until she got what she wanted and she wanted to find a map home.

Neviah therefore had to find a better way to find a good shop. She didn't like the looks she was getting and she really didn't like the bad feeling she was having. She looked around for a place to go. She was tired and though she would love to just go below water, she didn't know what was in the sea nearby. She slipped into an alley, her loose blue dress following her slim frame as she sat down and wrapped her arms around herself.

She had no money, didn't know anyone, and didn't know how to do anything. She watched the crowd, trying to keep her eyes open as much as she could though she felt herself dozing off in her exhaustion.

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Lady Harlington continued down the street away from the odd pair of children and the irksome twin Sebastian. She wasn't worried about losing the odd two, they would turn up again she was sure, and nothing happened on Nassau without her hearing about it.
"Nassara dear, do we have the Correct documents for Miss Vara?" Elizabeth said, knowing full well they did, but carriage rides with a mute could be ever so dull.
Nassara nodded silently, her delicate hands producing a small leather binder from the folds of her robes and passing them to Lady Harlington. Elizabeth opened the binder and examined the contents inside, a few sheets of paper and a small quill.
"I trust you remembered the ink-" Elizabeth began before Nassara again procured a small tincture from the depths of her robe.
"Oh you such a good girl my dear," Elizabeth said, taking the tincture off Nassara and placing it in her purse, "What would I do without you?"
"We are almost at the Inn Ma'am." Marcus said through a small grate near where he sat at the head of the carriage.
"Thank you Marcus, wait with the carriage I am sure Nassara can escort me inside." She said, raising a small mirror and inspecting herself in it, despite the fact she wore no make up.
"As you wish Lady Harlington." He replied as the carriage came to a gentle stop.
Nassara opened the door and Lady Harlington stepped out on to the street, where she was given a wide birth. She wasn't exactly hard to miss, and she wasn't exactly to be trifled with. Before her stood the proud establishment of the Crying Angel, a place often used a a meeting point for when she was loath to receive guests at her estate. She walked inside and the building and the murmur of conversation all but died at her entrance. She loved that.
She spied Miss Redwater sitting at a table near the back and cried out to her, loudly, and with great amounts of melodrama.
"MARA! Oh Mara darling! How have you been?! You have been gone far too long truly!" She exclaimed as she hurried over in a most ladylike fashion to Maras table. "Barman," she said as she passed the bar, "A round of Drinks for Miss Vara at once!"
"Y-yes ma'am!" the man stammered as he hurried to ready the drinks. Elizabeth would not stay long, and would remember if the drinks were not there by the time she left.
Elizabeth sat down at the table, Nassara standing beside her to the left, "So my dear," Elizabeth said with glee, "What lovely little wonders have you brought me this time?"

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Jarrak followed Kalila onto the ship and wandered down below to where the other twin was waiting. He didn't like leaving her alone but he was to follow her orders, so when she nodded for him to leave her alone and follow Sebastian. He was less than pleased to begin with.
"He's not going to hurt her, he just needs to talk to her in private. I dislike you greatly. Did you know that?" Sebastian said as he indicated for them both to go above and wait for the pair to be done, gods did the boy ever stop talking.
"The feeling is mutual. And I trust you two about as much as wolf trusts a trap." Jarrak said walking away and towards the stairs that lead to the upper deck, "Now as soon as Kalila can complete her business with your fellow spawn and then we can be on our way and off this vile rock."
It seemed like an eternity till Kalila appeared with the other twin, and Jarrak was glad for it, glad to see her well, but wasn't half annoyed at her for landing them here in the first place. She sat at his feet and proceeded to lay down, he sighed and wondered what he should do. Finding an inn or something was the most sensible course of action, but Kalila wouldn't be able to walk and Jarrak wasn't really keen to carry an unconscious girl through a city of thieves. He was loath to ask the twin for anything, he didn't want to give them the satisfaction, He had no idea how he could get Kalila to Lady Harlingtons estate on foot, and was unsure the twins would guide them.
"Hey, go get some rest. Take our cabin," Damien offered suddenly, pulling Jarrak from his thoughts.
"Wait, I want my bed," Sebastian interjected, before actually looking at how dark his brothers expression was, "What happened?"
"Later," Damien whispered shaking his head, before grabbing a coat and walking for the gangplank, "Take our cabin. I'm heading into town to look for something to polish my knives."
Sebastian shook his head after his brother, "Really, you need the cabin after encountering Harlington. A word of advice, a lot of people who cross her die, so avoid her if you can. It'll keep your neck from being slit," Sebastian said and offered a hand to Kalila, "And thanks for helping my brother."
Jarrek moved into Sebastian way, "Dont touch her. Don't ever touch her, unless she says you can." He he growled before he turned and picked up the now prone and unresponsive Kalila, "I will carry her, and I appreciate your brothers hospitality." He turned and glared at Sebastian, "And so far I have found nothing to make me doubt Lady Harlington and much to make me doubt you, so do not presume to tell me who to trust. Pirate." He finished emphasising the finishing title. He wasn't scared of Sebastian, or his brother or their crew. He held a Goddess in his arms, he worried not for their safety.

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"The feeling is mutual. And I trust you two about as much as wolf trusts a trap," Jarrak said walking away and towards the stairs that lead to the upper deck, "Now as soon as Kalila can complete her business with your fellow spawn and then we can be on our way and off this vile rock." Sebastian stared after Jarrak, he just realized how much one could hate another person that they couldn't fight with. It made him sad he couldn't fight him. That'd take care of a problem.

The girl sat at Jarrak's feet and proceeded to lay down, he sighed. Sebastian smiled down at the girl, waiting to be asked for something by Jarrak though he was spared from this by Damien.

"Hey, go get some rest. Take our cabin," Damien offered suddenly. Sebastian shook his head after his brother, "Really, you need the cabin after encountering Harlington. A word of advice, a lot of people who cross her die, so avoid her if you can. It'll keep your neck from being slit," Sebastian said and offered a hand to Kalila, "And thanks for helping my brother."

Jarrek moved into Sebastian way, "Dont touch her. Don't ever touch her, unless she says you can." He growled before he turned and picked up the now prone and unresponsive Kalila, "I will carry her, and I appreciate your brothers hospitality." Sebastian looked at Jarrak, really mad now. "I wasn't going to hurt her or do anything to her you idiot. You're more likely to hurt her than I am," Sebastian says as he goes to the rope ladder leading to the crows nest and begins to climb, not wanting to be near him. Jarrak turned and glared at Sebastian, "And so far I have found nothing to make me doubt Lady Harlington and much to make me doubt you, so do not presume to tell me who to trust. Pirate." He finished emphasising the finishing title.

Sebastian looked down at the man now, higher than he was. "Fine to see her, don't take our cabin. If you are so much more trusting of a female pirate than two boys, go ahead. I'm not making you stay here. Besides, I'll help the girl anytime she needs it but you can trust me when I tell you I'd rather dumb you overboard," Sebastian says without much sympathy, "And remember, you're surrounded by us, and they all listen to me. You better be more hospitable than you've been."

Sebastian, furious, climbs the rest of the way and sits back. Sebastian wouldn't be back for a few hours and even then, probably wouldn't be approachable for a few hours after that. Sebastian was hating this guy and was going to do something about it unless he changed his attitude some time soon.

Sebastian took a seat, watching as his men began to make dinner and clean the ship. He was going to have to go down to eat eventually, but he knew they didn't have enough down there for everyone plus their guests. When Kato held up a bowl, Sebastian shook his head and pointed to the cabin as he lounged back.

Kato, surprised, nodded and took it to the boys' cabin, passing it to Jarrak. "All we got unless you're going to go to town for something," Kato says before leaving. Kato gave Sebastian a thumbs up to indicate he had delivered the twins' meals for the two guests. Damien probably wouldn't eat and Sebastian didn't want to starve them. They were probably tired and deserved something to eat, the girl did at least, he wasn't so certain of Jarrak.

Sebastian watched the sun as it sank in the sky, keeping an eye out for Damien while watching Lady Harlington's house in the distance. He needed to go see her, needed to make sure that she didn't hate him entirely. She was a good source to sell precious metals, and few people payed as much as she did.

Within the boys' room, there was a bucket with a couple of scrolls rolled up in there. Within the scrolls were maps, trade routes, and a few letters. There was a box of me defines by Sebastian's bed as well as some educational books while by Damien's bed there was a book filled with drawings of the boys' childhood on the streets and the other children as well as random pictures Damien had liked. Should the book be opened, a list of the boys' inventory was hidden, enough to make any pirate jealous. The hiding places were listed as well and who it as taken from. A couple of the items belonged to lady Harlington's but had been stolen when they were at sea, coasting the woman money.

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Before Elizabeth had a chance to reply to Maras inquiry, they were interrupted by a soft effeminate voice, something Elizabeth would have found lovely had it not interrupted her business. "Yeah I can see something. Where did you get the dragon produce?"
Mara replied before Elizabeth, giving her a chance to study the strange woman who dared interrupt her business deal, "I do not believe my question was addressed to you, miss. If you must know, an island, unmarked, uncharted. You have to be fairly lucky to find it." Mara said without turning, "Hopefully we can negotiate without interruption?"
Mara turned back to Elizabeth and smiled, that beautiful dangerous smile that made Mara just so interesting to Elizabeth, "I apologize. Where were we?"
The woman with the red hair sat down at their table unceremoniously, her locks cascading down over her shoulders like a waterfall of blood, "Forgive my intrusion but i've sat in this bar nearly every day since I was a child, and no one has entered that has captured my attention as much as you bunch. So intriguing..."
Elizabeth ignored her completely, "Discussing your marvelous find my dear." She said dancing her hands over Maras sketches and examining them closely. "Truly you bring me such wondrous treasures. Keep the gems and the chalices, the gems are not interesting enough to me and the chalice set is incomplete. I would like to have a closer look at the these two items, the skull and the larger crystal, and of course," She looked back up at Mara with gleeful eyes, "I simply must have those exotic eggs and hides. Perhaps I'll have them made into a dress for me."
"And I have buyers that would be very interested in dragons eggs." She thought to herself, handing back the sketches.
"Please bring the items around to my estate tomorrow, I assure you I am very interested. Your treasures are just as unique as always my dear." She produced the binder of papers and removed several, "Have the items catalogued in these as per usual, and do not miss a detail. I will know if you do, and I hate imperfections." She stood and nodded to Mara, "A pleasure as always dear, I look forward to your visit tomorrow." She turned and looked at the strange red headed woman who had interrupted their dealing, "Forgive me, but I do not know you, however, only the brave and the foolish interrupt my business." She paused as the tension in the room rose, Nassara motionless like a black shadow behind Lady Harlington, "I would be intrigued to find out which. My estate, three o'clock, don't be late." and with that she promptly turned and swept out of the bar, leaving a gaping hole where her presence used to be.

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Sebastian exploded at Jarraks remarks, "Fine to see her, don't take our cabin. If you are so much more trusting of a female pirate than two boys, go ahead. I'm not making you stay here. Besides, I'll help the girl anytime she needs it but you can trust me when I tell you I'd rather dumb you overboard," Sebastian said vehemently "And remember, you're surrounded by us, and they all listen to me. You better be more hospitable than you've been."
Jarrak barked a laugh, "You know nothing boy. I serve a man a hundred times more terrifying than the whole of Nassau combined. I dont fear you, your brother, your crew or any other person on Nassau." He turned and walked away towards the twins cabin, "Except maybe Kalila." he said under his breath, before disappearing into the cabin, and laying her to sleep.

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Sebastian looked down to see that the girl, Kalila had come back above deck. She didn't look too happy and seemed...distracted.

Frowning, Sebastian stood in his crows nest. His men wouldn't hurt her though the youngest was eyeing her. He wouldn't do anything and Kato would make sure of that. Sebastian wasn't the oldest on the ship by a long shot. He didn't really care, he wasn't really one to care about being so young, though he did dislike that older pirates didn't think he was serious just because Sebastian didn't announce every kill.

He climbed out of the crows nest and climbed down the rope ladder. He was curious about this girl, about as much so as his brother, though not quite in the same way.

Sebastian landed on his deck softly, walking over to Kalila. "Kalila... Are you okay?" Sebastian asks as he leans his back against the railing next to her. He watched his crew, sitting with each other and talking happily, telling stories as they relax and have their ale.

The group was thoroughly enjoying themselves as they talked and ate. Sebastian felt his stomach rumble slightly though he didn't care. He wasn't that hungry and could probably go to the tavern across the street and grab something off of someone's plate without too much difficulty.

"You know Damien and I are here for you. We aren't like the pirates Jarrak thinks we are. We didn't want to be bad people, so we didn't let those pressurizing us take us over...You seem to be in a situation like that," Sebastian says, referring to the way Jarrak seemed to be controlling Kalila. He didn't realize that Kalila was also being controlled by a goddess and would probably take it that way.

Sebastian watched her, then joined her as she watched the water. He looked over at her once, then back out at sea, sighing softly. He didn't know what to say around her. He could easily be witty around Lady Harlington, even with a gun at his head, but he didn't know what to say to this girl who he just met and didn't like that way.

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Sebastian watched, her surprised and hopeful when she began to speak, then felt his heart break for his brother and for her as he stopped. It probably showed on his face though it was too dark for it to be visible.

"I--I..." She began though stopped, as if unable to find words or just get them out. When she frowned and shook her head, Sebastian smiled faintly.

"Can you write? I can read though I'm not very good at it," Sebastian offers as he looks at her. He wanted to communicate with her in a way that wasn't one sided. She seemed able to talk to Damien though he didn't want to be around her for some reason, as if he thought it was no use.

He watched her, going to Kato for a moment before walking back, offering her the back of an old, unusable map and a piece of charcoal from the fire that Kato had used to create dinner. The fire was suspended on the dock so as not to burn the ship of course, and was completely safe near ships.

She had her chin on the ships side. Who was this girl? Why did Jarrak seem to control her, or follow her? And who was it that he obeyed that he feared?

"I'm sure Damien would be here to talk to you if he wasn't so... so confused right now. He's just, he's not used to people like you, people that made him think or feel differently. You probably don't see him that way, just because he is a "crazy" pirate, but, then again, you were just as crazy as we were to come here with nobody but Jarrak who seems bound to have himself killed before the day's over with his obvious disgust and... and I'm ranting to you like I rant to Damien... Sorry," Sebastian says with a little laugh.

He looks out at the sea a he waits, waits to see if she'd use the charcoal and the paper or if she would remain as mute as she had been so far. Maybe she would show some emotion on her face that would give Sebastian an idea of what she thought about him, his brother, or even his own words.

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I'm not crazy, She wrote and showed it to him. She placed the paper down again and wrote some more. Sebastian sat next to her, his back on the ships railing, not scared to fall at all.

Sebastian red her words, having difficulty at first before he managed to comprehend what she had written. He only knew how to read because of his crewmates growing up.

I don't see your brother as just a pirate, I like him, he is nice. She wrote in Jeddian characters. Sebastian smiled at this. Damien, when, no, if he heard about this, would love it. Sebastian smiled however. Not many people saw the two as anything but pirates, or killers.

Jarrak is my guardian, he protects me...from myself...I am a Godling. She said and held up the paper to him. Her fingers covered in coal dust now. Sebastian froze as he read this, reading it again as he tried to process it.

He looked up at her, then back at the paper. "That's why Jarrak thinks he's untouchable... That' why he's so protective of you... That must suck being controlled by someone that you can't escape from by yourself," Sebatian whispers, watching her, unsure what to do.

"Kalila, do you like it? I mean, is the god the reason you can't speak, or show much emotion, or..." Sebastian pauses, thinking, [/color]"Or fight for yourself against anyone?"[/color] He thought back to Lady Harlington's carriage. She had been rocking in there, terrified. She seemed fragile, though he knew it must be because of this.

"Kalila, do you want this?" Sebastian asks softly, thinking there had to be a way to help her. Then again, she could like it and he just couldn't understand it... Or maybe he was right...

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Sebastian watched her as she took up the charcoal again. I can not fight my destiny... It was why I was born, She wrote. Sebastian smiled, feeling more confident now.

I want to be normal... She wrote on Sebastian's deck. Sebastian nodded, sighing slightly. It wasn't going to be easy, but he was sure Damien would want this and he wanted to help this girl too.

"Kalila, we'll help you. There are legends you know. Once you complete the god's ultimate wish, they leave their host, for good. Either that, or you need to find a way to have a stronger will. Personally, I think you need to try to talk to him or her and see if they will give you a task that will satisfy them enough to leave you," Sebastian says, thinking back to all that he had read growing up.

Damien was more into this adventure thing. He would be better at this, but he still wasn't back yet for whatever reason. Maybe he had gotten drunk in an alley. If he didn't return by morning Sebastian would go search for him though he wasn't concerned. People who recognized him at Nassau, which included a good amount of the population, wouldn't touch him for fear that Sebastian would show up.

"Have you ever tried to talk to the god?" Sebastian asked, curious as to who this god or goddess was. Her fingers were dirtied and black now because of the charcoal, yet Sebastian didn't see a problem with it. She was still cleaner than his face probably was. It wasn't that he didn't wash, or try to get it off, it just came back when you were in Nassau. You were clean one minute and dirty the next.

"Do you think you could?" Sebastian asks, looking over at her instead of watching Kato who was trying to show their youngest member how to win a drinking challenge without really drinking.

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Damien wiped blood from the corner of his mouth. He felt better, his head was slightly foggy, but he still felt wonderful. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the adrenaline after the fight.

Damien gathered up his winnings, gladly taking them to store away in their boat, or even one of their hiding places. They had so many so that if they ever got in trouble, or lost, they had a source of money to go to.

Slipping his boots and shirt on, Damien walked out of the tavern, his steps lopsided and uneven. He had one bottle in his hand and the bag of money in the other. He felt much better, in fact, he was ready to have another drink or two, his bottle suddenly had turned up dry after all.

Damien made his way into another tavern he knew of that held fights. He just wanted a refill on ale when he saw someone he didn't want to see. One of his old crew mates was at the counter. He felt a tug of anger at his gut and went up to him. He felt a lot of confidence even with his loopy state.

He felt the bag of money slip out of his hand and he looked up to see a stupid older man who that Damien was to drunk. Damien frowned and in his fury, drew a knife. The chatter of the tavern died down as the fights were between rounds. Damien pointed at the bag, his empty bottle now on the ground.

"Give me the bag, now, before I drive a knife in your stomach," Damien announces over the hush in the crowd. People were urging the guy to give Damien his money back, but the guy didn't know Damien and figured he could take a drunken teenager.

It was a bad mistake a he charged Damien and Damien brought the knife up to go into the man's shoulder. The men behind Damien got out of the way as Damien was pushed to the ground. The man didn't cry out in his adrenaline and Damien shoved him away.

People in the tavern were evacuating and evacuating quickly. The guy's crew apparently heard the commotion and came running in. Damien saw that everyone else in the tavern had left and the owner had disappeared leaving Damien alone as he struggled with the guy above him for control in their grapple.

The guy's crew charged him and soon enough, Damien was fighting for his life, hitting where he could and not caring where he hit them. Some blows were fatal, others stunning, and the rest just enough to hurt. Damien ran out of knives two minutes into it and took up empty jugs as well as full ones to swing at the oncoming men.

There was a yelp as the captain was hurt and the rest of the crew went to his aid, knowing they had to get him out soon if he was to live. Damien gathered up his knives as bloodied as they were, looked around despairingly at the lack of his money, then stumbling out of the tavern. He managed to make it to an alley when he felt dizzier than drinking usually made him feel.

Damien's eyes blurred and he looked down to see his shirt soaked in blood. He lifted his shirt to see that he was cut up, stabbed in the lower right area of his stomach. "Oh shit," Damien manages as he drop his shirt and begins to stumble towards his ship. As he gets closer, he sees his crew on board, the fire on the docks abandoned. He approached to see Kalila on the ground in Sebastian's arms and rushed forward, pushing through his crew.




Sebastian


She reached out again and scribbled. I Am Ishka. Sebastian whistled softly. This was going to be harder than he thought. She was hosting, or was, the goddess of life of the world. How was he going to do it?

She set the charcoal down. It was then her grey eyes turned ice white, as if blind and she began to shake violently. Sebastian stopped, staring at her and going to keep her from falling. He cradled her form as he watched her shake.

"Kato, get me bag," Sebastian shouted at Kato roughly. Kato moved immediately to grab Sebastian's medical bag, not hesitating at the sound of his captain's voice.

The rest of the crew got there and Sebastian heard a shout as someone saw Damien. Damien stumbled to Sebastian and Sebastian passed off Kalila to Damien, not noticing his soaked shirt.

Kato returned as Sebastian explained what happened to Damien rapidly. "Someone go get her guardian," Sebastian shouts a he slips a relaxing medicine into Kalila's mouth. It wouldn't hurt her, but keep her from hurting herself, taking away the thrashing and the tension though not knocking her out.




Neviah

Neviah looked down at the man, unsure why he was doing this now. He seemed like a different person outside of that alley.

If that's so then I would suggest searching by nationality. If your location is south of the Narrow Sea, ask for a Velilian vendor and pay them in coin. If it's north of the Frozen Sea go to a Khalidoran vendor and offer them jewels or magic, but do not go without a man by your side, they will not hesitate to enslave you. If you seek an underground kingdom, a sky kingdom, or an underwater kingdom, I would suggest to seek out a Fae. I've hear rumors of one on the island. Should you find one, offer it knowledge that it does not already know. Though if your searching for a map I'm doubtful that there's much they do not know. Besides that you could search for a magical guide that show you the way," He told her.

Personally, she hated the fae, but she didn't want to be any more rude than she already had been towards this man and curtly nodded. "Thank you," She says softly, her attention turning back to the lady.

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Elizabeth watched the conversation between the girl and the strange bandaged man cooly, "Such an interesting day im having," she mused quietly to herself, "Thank you sir for your impeccable manners, but I am afraid you must leave us ladies to go freshen up," she said with a melodramatic wave of her hand as if it were hot, "The city does make a lady most untidy." She looked sharply at Nassara, who still held the cowering girl at bladepoint, "Nassara stop being so menacing and put those blades away, then escort our guest to the carriage." She looked back at the man, "Good day to you sir." And with that she climbed into the Carriage and with a whip crack Marcus jolted the horses onwards.
Once they were underway Elizabeth turned back to their odd guest, "Such an interesting day I am having, I should go out more often," she then looked down at her now dirty and dishevelled dress, "Though the city can be quite dirty when it desires." She looked back at the girl, her expression invisible beneath her porcelain white mask, "And what would your name be child?"

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Jarrak let Kalila run out of the cabin, he didnt follow her. She would be upset, she would go and be alone for a while, but deep down she knew that she was the closest thing to family Jarrak had ever had. He remembered back to that day in the market, him sitting on a ledge above on one of the clay walls with the other street kids, looking for good marks. Merchants were usually best, fat and easy to spot, they often carried a fair amount on them for pickpockets like himself. hough sometimes they had bodyguards, and they weren't always obvious. He had seen other kids who had been caught by a disguised bodyguard, the usual punishment for thievery was dismembered hand, he knew of kids who had gotten much worse. Another good target was women, usually merchants wives, or...
"Pregnant." he said under his breath as he watched a woman pick her way through the crowd. They were good marks because they couldn't give chase and often would give in to simple intimidation. Not from a child though. He slipped off the wall and melted into the crowd, nearing the woman who was clearly near to full term. He bumped into her nonchalantly, pretending he had just been running past, his hands expertly pilfering a jeweled bracelet from her wrist. He turned to speed off but suddenly found himself spinning backwards as something hard and metal careened into his face. He flew back and tumbled along the ground, dazed from the blow to the head. He felt someone grab him by the shoulder and roll him over, His vision spun as he looked up at the terrifying form of his capturer. Silhouetted against the sun, a mane of black hair and a dark mask obscured the mans face bar for a pair of merciless slate grey eyes. His left hand was a blade tipped claw and in his right was a large forward curving, scythe like blade. Jarrak couldn't move, he was rooted to the spot in absolute terror. This man wouldn't just take a hand, he would kill him, hack him to pieces with his curved sword and use his bones as ornaments. The man raised his blade and Jarrak screwed his eyes shut in anticipation, he didnt want to see the blade-.
"Da'Karro!" a woman's voice rang out in the crowd, he cracked open his eyes again to see the pregnant woman standing before the man, her hand held out and holding his sword hand high, "He is a child."
"He is a thief." The man growled darkly.
"And you were a slave. You did what you had to to survive. This boy is doing nothing different."
Jarrak stared up at the woman, he could see now she wasn't from Jeddah, she wore Jeddian clothes to keep the harsh sun off her skin but she was pale and her accent was strange. She wasnt from anywhere near Jeddah.
"Ishka would want you to save this boy, like your priestess saved you." She said, and man reluctantly lowered his sword. The woman turned to Jarrak and knelt down to where he lay, "Hello, my name is Scarlet, a pleasure to meet you."
Then Jarrak passed out.

A sudden commotion on deck brought JArrak out of his reverie, He could hear the telltale voice of one of the twins yelling, "Kalila..." Jarrak muttered and scrambled up to the deck, barging past a pirate who had apparently been sent to fetch him. He ran up onto the deck to seem Kalila out cold in Sebastians arms. "Dont touch her!" He screamed at the boy as he barrelled across the deck, he shouldnt have left her alone, he shouldnt have let her out of his sight, her father would have had him killed for such oversight, he had grown lazy without the fear of repurcussions. "I said dont touch her!" Jarrak yelled pulling Kalila out of Sebastians arms and crouching down to the deck with her, one arm wrapped around her shoulders, the other against her face, trying to sooth her as she convulsed, " Its alright Kalila, you're alright, listen to me, listen to my voice. Its all going to be alright, we'll get through this, you're going to be ok."

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Elizabeth watched the conversation between Neviah and the strange bandaged man, "Thank you sir for your impeccable manners, but I am afraid you must leave us ladies to go freshen up," she said with a melodramatic wave of her hand as if it were hot, "The city does make a lady most untidy."

She looked sharply at Nassara, who really was getting rather frustrated with the lady. "Nassara stop being so menacing and put those blades away, then escort our guest to the carriage." She looked back at the man, "Good day to you sir." And with that she climbed into the Carriage and with a whip crack Marcus jolted the horses onward. So the girl with the knives was called Nassara.

Once they were underway Elizabeth turned back to Neviah who was watching the town out the window, "Such an interesting day I am having, I should go out more often," she then looked down at her now dirty and disheveled dress, "Though the city can be quite dirty when it desires."

She looked back up at Neviah who felt rather uncomfortable around the lady. Neviah couldn't read her expression under the lady's mask and it was unnerving. "And what would your name be child?" The lady asked as if this was a totally normal encounter.

Neviah hesitated, looking down at her hands in her dirtied dress, her fingers playing with the uncommon fabric. "Neviah," Neviah says softly, looking back out the window. She didn't want to look at this lady, the mask making her uncertain about whether this lady was good or not, like that bandaged man appeared to be.

Neviah looked over at Nassara, then back at the lady who seemed to be in charge. "Do you live here in the city?" Neviah asked, curious considering the lady seemed to not like the dirtiness. How could she live in such a pirate town?




Damien & Sebastian

"Dont touch her!" The scream came hollering across the deck. "I said dont touch her!" Jarrak yelled pulling Kalila out of Damien's arms and crouching down to the deck with her, one arm wrapped around her shoulders, the other against her face.

" Its alright Kalila, you're alright, listen to me, listen to my voice. Its all going to be alright, we'll get through this, you're going to be ok." Damien, his vision becoming unfocused, his hand holding his stomach.

"Hey, Sebastian, I need... I need some blood," Damien managed, being serious though Sebastian shook his head, watching Kalila worriedly before he caught the slight slur of Damien's word.

Looking over, he saw his brother's hand coated in blood. "What did you do?" Sebastian demanded as he got a bandage to hold over his brother's stomach. Damien shook his head. "Someone stole the money I earned," Damien whispered defeated.

Sebastian slapped his brother, hard. "We don't need it anymore... We have enough we can use," Sebastian demands, angry that his brother fought to defend money.

"Just... just in case," He managed breathing tiredly. As Sebastian began to bandage his brother, he heard Kalila speak.

"Men are going to take me away..." She sais softly. "You all have to let them... you'll die if you don't." She said making Sebastian feel sick to his stomach.

"Like hell we'll let them" Damien says, beating Sebastian to it. "Idiot, you're going below deck where you can rest," Sebastian says.

"Kalila, who's coming?" Sebastian asks as Kato takes Damien with the rest of the crew to the hold where they would protect him from whoever these men were that were coming for Kalila. At least he could be there to help see who it was and if he could help Jarrak, even if Jarrak was a jerk.

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"Men are going to take me away..." Kalila said softly. "You all have to let them... you'll die if you don't." Jarrak shook his head but Damien beat him to speaking.
"Like hell we'll let them" Damien says, speaking Jarraks mind.
"Idiot, you're going below deck where you can rest," Sebastian said in response, ushering away his brother, before turning back to Kalila and Jarrak, "Kalila, who's coming?"
"I wont let them take you Kalila, I wont." Jarrak said, holding her tight.

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"Neviah," the girl said looking out the window with a lost expression, "Do you live here in the city?"
"Heavens no my dear," Elizabeth said examining her mask in a pocket mirror, "I live in my estate on the outskirts of the city, its quieter there." She put down the mirror and stared intently at the young girl, "Now, what is a pretty little girl like you, in a lovely dress like that, doing in a gutter in a filthy city looking for a map?" she leaned forward and cocked her head, "I like interesting things, and you are intriguing."

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Damien & Sebastian

Damien struggled for a little bit before he realized he had no chance of getting free. He was being held by Kato after all. Both his legs were off the ground too. Blood was pooling at his stomach and he felt dizzy.

"Hey, you don't have to carry me all the way," Damien says, annoyed slightly. He relented, giving up and not really caring anymore. He couldn't walk. He knew that. Kato knew that. Even their youngest knew that. He probably couldn't even stand. They needed to get something to help with the bleeding, and soon if he was going to stay awake in he near future.

Damien watched Jarrak. He had blood all over himself and it felt horrible. "Jarrak, do you think you can carry Kalila? If you can get her to the crows nest they shouldn't be able to find her," Sebastian says as he goes to put out the fire on the docks. He jumped off the ship, tossing a nearby bucket of water onto the flame and putting the three in total darkness except for the stars and moon.
(Now would be a good time to grab Sebastian)


Neviah

Neviah looked back at the lady as she spoke. "Heavens no my dear," The lady said examining her mask in a pocket mirror, "I live in my estate on the outskirts of the city, its quieter there." She put down the mirror and stared intently at the young girl, "Now, what is a pretty little girl like you, in a lovely dress like that, doing in a gutter in a filthy city looking for a map?" she leaned forward and cocked her head, "I like interesting things, and you are intriguing."

Neviah fiddled with her fingers slightly. She looked the lady in the eyes, unsure what to say for a moment before she spoke up. "I'm, you see... I'm lost. I'm trying to get back to my country but I don't know where it is. It's a really long story, but I am really not that interesting," Neviah says shaking her head as she tries to calm her nerves. She as able to sound not scared, but she knew she probably looked anxious, nervous, but it was more because she felt she was loosing time.

If she got touched by any salt water, even a stream, she wouldn't be able to help herself. She would fall, she wouldn't get up by herself until she's was entirely dry. She just hoped this woman's kindness didn't continue when they reached her house, if that's where they were going.

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Damien

Damien wasn't expecting to see Kalila again for a few hours if not a few days. When she appeared at his side as he was going below deck, and touched him like she had earlier that day, he didn't know how to react at first.

Kato, was about to do something before he saw what she was doing and just watched somewhat stupidly. Damien on the other hand, couldn't really do much else besides accept it surprisingly.

When she pulled back, he felt his stomach was different, there was no raging pain and the blood had stopped pooling. He was still weak and tired, but he wasn't going to be a concern of Sebastian's now.

"Hide somewhere safe, don't try to save them. They're a lot stronger than you think, and you... Stay safe," Damien ends somewhat shortly.

What else was he going to say? Stay safe so I don't worry that you're going to die and then I'll suffer from it? You don't say that to someone you just met, especially a princess. She probably didn't even mean anything by it. So why could he still feel her so close to him even as they moved farther and farther apart?

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The light was doused and Jarrak cursed, Kalila slipped from his grasp and he was blind.
"You idiot!" he cried at Sebastian, frantically peering around for his lost ward, "She cans see in the dark!"
Damien made a noise then said something quietly and Jarrak lunged towards the twin but must have missed Kalila because all he collided with was Damien.
"Where did she go?!" He said urgently, shaking the twins shoulders, "Where did she go?!"

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"I'm, you see... I'm lost. I'm trying to get back to my country but I don't know where it is. It's a really long story, but I am really not that interesting,"
"Lost and looking a for a country not on regular maps..." Elizabeth said as they made their way out of the clutter of the city and onto the winding jungle pth that led to her estate, "I thought you were interesting, and to not know where it is when you have clearly made your way from it. You my dear are very intriguing..."
They rounded a corner and Elizabeths estate, lit up by lamps and and fiery braziers loomed in the dark like a dark haunted house, "Home sweet home." Elizabeth said sweetly as they approached the gate.
Something caught her eye and a man with a lantern and horse stood outside her Estate, apparently waiting for her arrival.
The carriage stopped beside him and Elizabeth pulled back a blind and leaned out at him, "Who, may I ask, are you who waits outside my gate like the call of death?"

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Damien

Damien looked off in the direction he thought she went, seeing her silhouette in the darkness. "No one is stronger than I am," She had said. Sure she was a princess and sure she had a goddess living in her, but even the gods couldn't control fate all the time, and this worried Damien.

As he was about to led into the hold, he was grabbed. Jarrak was frantic as he shook Damien, only helping with his dizziness. "She'll be fine you idiot. Stop worrying about your head and worry about her for once. No man in Nassau can hurt her at this rate, all the really scary people are away at sea or right under your nose," Damien managed, angry at Jarrak.

Kato, who was none too pleased that Jarrak had stolen his own ward, separated the two, lifting Damien entirely by himself as he dragged him down to the hold. "Watch for the moon," Damien whispered as he was carried off. He wondered if Jarrak would listen to him and watch the streets for moonlit shadows, or if he would be too dull to even realize what that meant.

Damien felt his stomach through the rip in his shirt. It as healed, it was wet from all the blood and there was a bump that was certainly a scar, but it was healed. In reality though, that wasn't what he was most aware of. Kalila had been so close, even if she only did it because of her goddess, Damien had been so close. Damien shook his head. She didn't think this way and probably regretted it. Besides... a princess... Even if she did like him in any way, if he was seen with her by her father, he'd be hung the next day.



Neviah

Neviah watched the world around them outside the carriage change from city to jungle in a way. It was amazing to not hear all the rowdy pirates and people of the city anymore and instead the quiet chirping of crickets which she had never heard before so loud.

"I thought you were interesting, and to not know where it is when you have clearly made your way from it. You my dear are very intriguing," The Lady said. Neviah shook her head slightly. She hadn't come from the city. She had been taken and was only here because she had been brought here to be sold though they couldn't get the price they wanted before she escaped.

Before her appeared a magnificent palace like place. It was the nicest she'd seen on Nassau yet. "Home sweet home," She said in a way that made Neviah curious. She had never heard that saying before. Neviah was too preoccupied to notice the man standing at the front of the estate. When they stopped for the lady to speak to him, Neviah just watched from where she was inside, curious but uncertain what to do.

Would the inside of the house be as exquisite as the outside? She hoped so while at the same time hoping not. Maybe this lady just wanted to talk, then send Neviah off to walk back to the city on foot. Or maybe she just wanted to chat and be hospitable. Both ideas sounded nice while sounding bad at the same time.

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Jarrak glared at the twins, their ignorance, although not their fault, irritating him greatly, "I'm not worried about other people hurting her you ass. I'm not here to protect Kalila from others I'm here to protect her from herself."
He turned and made his way through the starlit night across the deck to the gangplank, and began to descend into the city. He didn't care who was coming for Kalila his place was at her side, and he didn't care what happened to the bastard twins either, "I'm going to look for her. If I never see you twits again it will be too soon."
He ran down the gangplank and off into the winding streets of the city, trying in vain to find one shining holy needle in a pile of rotten filth.

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"I am Adir Ancariis, one of two of the rumored Ancariis Brothers. I am not sure if you have heard of my demon-slaying adventures, but there is some truth to what they say. I have come here on a matter of business. You see, my most hated foe, Cassius the Incubus, frequently disappears whenever I have the upper hand, and reading more on him indicates that where he disappears is to a place where tea leaves are currency. As such, I have come to purchase a bag of them to use on my journey. I have the needed coins with me. Should it be necessary, I can do manual labor to pay off whatever is leftover of the price."
Elizabeth looked with great interest at the strange man, Adir, that stood upon the entrance to her gate, a demon slayer, if you believed in such things. Elizabeth was not a religious woman, though her desires for the strange and wonderful had led her to encounter many strange people, items and creatures. Her mind was more than open to the idea, and the thought she found intriguing.
"Well Mr Ancariis, the night grows late, and I am in no mood for business this day. However..." she looked the man up and down with hungry eyes, "For such a fine specimen as yourself, I would be more than willing to do business in the morning. Please come inside for the night is late and a storm is coming. Stay at my Estate this night and we shall broker a deal in the morning."
"My my," she thought, "I am having so many guests tonight, it must be my lucky day."