Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-5824038-20141218081754

(Flamey, approved! I was wondering if you were going to use the same character again, and I like the backstory you did. :)  )

The screams that Levith heard were of a young woman. She was surrounded by three men, all dressed in ragged clothing. One was holding her back, one was threatening her with a large knife, and one was turned away, fumbling with his trousers.

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The Wind Reaver appeared in front of the skybarge without warning, and crashed into its prow. The barge's front splintered, and many screams could be heard. Lines were thrown across, and about a dozen skypirates climbed along them. Last to arrive was Captain Meledran. A small fight ensued, but the workers on the barge were unprepared for the attack, and it lasted no more than two minutes.

Meledran stormed the captain's caabin, and held a pistol to the snivelling man's head. 'Where's the key to the cargo hold?' he said, his teeth gritted.

'Th-the-there!' the captain said quickly.

Meledran smiled. 'Now that wasn't so bad, was it?' he said, and he remoed the pistol. He took up the key, and as he lefthe slammed the pistol's butt onto the captain's head, rendering him unconscious. Meledran turned back to the room one lasty time, as something had caight his eye.

It was a painting on the wall, of a man dressed in a nobleman's outfit. He looked austere, without even the ghhost of a smile. And he was wearing a top hat. The gold inlay underneath said only Our Greatly Generous Employer.

I need to find Sander, thought Meledran.