Setting
The Naeron ocean is an endless habitat of aquatic wildlife. With no island within 200 miles of the center, the Naeron ocean is a good place for warfare and to escape. Beware traveling through here, as it can be dangerous!
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Naeron Ocean is a part of 
Typhul.
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Felicia Fairweather [0] A voluptuous orange-haired woman with one emerald-colored eye holding a gaze full of ambition, complimented by a sinister grin filled with guile. Her womanly features are clearly apparent, and it is hard for any man to not gaze at her for her beauty.
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Felicity and her crewmates were on board.
"Set the sails!" she yelled. The crew followed all of her commands. For being an all-female crew, they seemed a lot more then females. She checked to make sure everyone was onboard. She knew all of her crews names. While she was excited to destroy the city of Corosav, she had a whiles to go. Then she would pay attention to that treasure that was discovered.
"Set course for Corosav." she yelled.
"Tonight, we bathe in gold." she yelled. Her ship was bombarded with womanly screams, as they vicariously worked throughout their journey. Travelling the Naeron Ocean was easy, they did have to watch out for the occasional whirlpool. The small ones may of slightly damaged the ship. But larger ones can suck you in. Felicity was a great navigator, she watched out. They were travelling close to the mainland, keeping it in sight. They could see Renor's lush foliage as they passed by.
"Move a bit away from the land, I don't want to hit any rocks." she told her substitute navigator. She had to go check on the rest of the crew.
"How you doin', Rhonda?" she asked a tan woman, manning the sails.
"Just suckin' up the fresh open air, how 'bout ye?" she responded.
"Same ol' thing, girl." She looked out into the ocean. She walked around the ship, making sure everyone was doing their job. Everything was seemingly flawless, just the way she liked it. Then a ship slowly came by. It was relatively small, about a galley. It took the galley close enough before they could notice that The Analoras were onboard the massive Baglah that strow beside. They finally noticed.
"Just look at his face." she smiled.
"Fire the cannons, this'll be some quick cash!" she yelled at the cannoneers.
The cannons launched their giant metal spheres into the weak, feeble galley. The cannonballs easily penatrated. Water filled in quickly, and the crew on the other team had no chance. They fired some of their cannons, but their tiny cannonballs had no chance of penetrating the powerful structure of the Shuyati. She laughed as the ship sunk, and their crewmates tried to swim to shore.
"Hand me the pistol, this will be some good target practice." she said. Rhonda fetched Felicity her revolver. She flipped it over her hand and aimed it at the first runner. He noticed the pistol, but before he had a chance to scream the bullet was already implanted in his face.
One.
Felicity flipped the revolver. A helpless, young teenage girl was trying to swim. Adorable. Bam.
Two.
Felicity flipped her revolver. A man, trying to save his ship from sinking. Good luck. Bam.
Three.
"Well, that was great. Let's get moving."
She went underboard to check out how the cannoneers were doing. They were all loading the cannons. They were expert and veteran - trained to just load cannons their whole entire life. Taught what to do when something goes wrong. Everything.
"Good job girls." she spoke in a high tone.
She went aboard and took out her brass telescope. She saw a lighthouse in the distance.
Corosav.
"Set the sails!" she yelled. The crew followed all of her commands. For being an all-female crew, they seemed a lot more then females. She checked to make sure everyone was onboard. She knew all of her crews names. While she was excited to destroy the city of Corosav, she had a whiles to go. Then she would pay attention to that treasure that was discovered.
"Set course for Corosav." she yelled.
"Tonight, we bathe in gold." she yelled. Her ship was bombarded with womanly screams, as they vicariously worked throughout their journey. Travelling the Naeron Ocean was easy, they did have to watch out for the occasional whirlpool. The small ones may of slightly damaged the ship. But larger ones can suck you in. Felicity was a great navigator, she watched out. They were travelling close to the mainland, keeping it in sight. They could see Renor's lush foliage as they passed by.
"Move a bit away from the land, I don't want to hit any rocks." she told her substitute navigator. She had to go check on the rest of the crew.
"How you doin', Rhonda?" she asked a tan woman, manning the sails.
"Just suckin' up the fresh open air, how 'bout ye?" she responded.
"Same ol' thing, girl." She looked out into the ocean. She walked around the ship, making sure everyone was doing their job. Everything was seemingly flawless, just the way she liked it. Then a ship slowly came by. It was relatively small, about a galley. It took the galley close enough before they could notice that The Analoras were onboard the massive Baglah that strow beside. They finally noticed.
"Just look at his face." she smiled.
"Fire the cannons, this'll be some quick cash!" she yelled at the cannoneers.
The cannons launched their giant metal spheres into the weak, feeble galley. The cannonballs easily penatrated. Water filled in quickly, and the crew on the other team had no chance. They fired some of their cannons, but their tiny cannonballs had no chance of penetrating the powerful structure of the Shuyati. She laughed as the ship sunk, and their crewmates tried to swim to shore.
"Hand me the pistol, this will be some good target practice." she said. Rhonda fetched Felicity her revolver. She flipped it over her hand and aimed it at the first runner. He noticed the pistol, but before he had a chance to scream the bullet was already implanted in his face.
One.
Felicity flipped the revolver. A helpless, young teenage girl was trying to swim. Adorable. Bam.
Two.
Felicity flipped her revolver. A man, trying to save his ship from sinking. Good luck. Bam.
Three.
"Well, that was great. Let's get moving."
She went underboard to check out how the cannoneers were doing. They were all loading the cannons. They were expert and veteran - trained to just load cannons their whole entire life. Taught what to do when something goes wrong. Everything.
"Good job girls." she spoke in a high tone.
She went aboard and took out her brass telescope. She saw a lighthouse in the distance.
Corosav.
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