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A story about a Pirate with a past. ------------------------- "Well, fellas, that's a bounty if I've ever seen one," Captain Q.S. Brinestone, more lovingly referred to as Salus, is the famed Latino pirate known for three things and three things alone. Number one, is his impressive fleet. The English pale in comparison to the hoard of ships so vast and trusted he lost count of all the pirates under his reign. Number two, is his reputation to never been off the water for more then ten minutes. Rumours spiral out of control, one crying siren blood, another swooning of the possibility of mermaid genes. He's never addressed the rumours directly, but the lack of an open denial leaves food for thought. And, lastly, the large scar. It travels up from his waist, binding around his body until in coils like a rope around his neck. No one knows how he got it. No one knows how he even survived. Except for one person, whom celebrated their death last year. Its always an odd occurrence for the dead to attend the anniversary of their own funeral, but pirates were always known to be a bit odd. Especially her. -------------------------- "What do you want?" "Money, fame, a butler too. But for now I'll settle for the ship and the treasure," "And what makes you think I'll let you have it?" "The fact you're willing to let me go, but I'm not willing to leave," "Who said I wanted you too?" --------------------------
Prologue: Bounty
