Far beyond the mountains and plains, the familiar battle cry thrums the hearts of all pirates questing through the dark waters. They take sail, commanding their crews to triumph the wind and wet so as to add their blades to those of The Felix. From beyond the horizon thousands arrive, cannons at the ready, pistols loaded, and rum awaiting victory.
To their confusion, they discover no signs of conflict. Instead, simply a message, floating pristine near a cloud resembling that of a fluffy goat. Anticipating a trap, the pirates remain ready as the lookouts in the crow's nests focus upon the words.
(No pirates were harmed or used during the entire post~)
Realization washes away their anticipatory blood lust. Collective guttural groans slip from throats before a new cry fills the air.
😉
~Bris
Hey, I got a great idea. Whenever you are free, we need to totally cowrite a story were we have pirates set sail for blood but then find out that the "X" that marked the spot really wasn't the meeting place. But then plot twist it on a cliffhanger for an actual fight in a giant cave with some Seven Seas dæmon creature.
Now that will be fun! (Though I'm going to sneek in at least one skeleton pirate fight, you know. 😉)
~Bris
Maybe if the next week of FTS will allow me to have pirates now... (:p)