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A loud whistling tune could be heard down the road leading to Dawnhaven, echoing throughout the nearby woods, scaring squirrels up their trees who look on in suprise and horror. Down the icy road comes a man clad in a red wide long coat and a scarf around his neck, two blades sheathed upon his back and another pair by his belt. 

Twirling a wooden walking stick in one of his four hands another gripping hold of a bottle of rum neatly corked.

[color=f7976a][i][b]"Aye, here' be me! Nothin' in yer life is free, unless ye happen ta be me! Greatest pirate capt'n' ta roam the sea, ohoi tha' also me!"[/b][/i][/color]

He sang aloud in a cheery manner jumping into the air, slamming his boots together. Then he reached into his coat with his third arm, fetching a stolen tomato and taking a bite out of it before spitting it out in an instant and throwing the rest over his shoulder.

[color=f7976a][i][b]"This thing cannae be chew, me rather had me crew! Yarr harr didi da di! Where's da feckin' haven be? Me wish me had me oars and steerin' wheel, me busty wooden babe on the keel! Upon the helm me spot land ahoi, but where's me hat and tha' boy! Harr yarr di dadi!"[/b][/i][/color] He sang aloud without a care in the world on his way down the road until he laid eyes upon it. The gates of Dawnhaven.

[color=f7976a][b]"Are ye bloody pullin' me great pegleg! 'S a shipwreck disguisin' as an 'arbor. Tha' place needs more rum than me got or a big left hook in the right place!"[/b][/color] He popped the cork of his rum bottle and took a swig from it then jammed it shut with the same plopping sound it had made whilst opening it. 

[color=f7976a][b]"Ye ain't blowin' the wind out' o' me sail that easily! Now where the feck were me? Oh ye!"[/b][/color] He clasped his two free extra hands together as he began to clap them in rhythm on his way down the remainder of the road, resuming his loud singing and causing any nearby squirrel who had gotten halfway down the tree to scurry back up again.

[i][color=f7976a][b]"Yarr hi di darr! Where the fecks' the biggest star? Me precious jewel sank ta the bottom o' the sea, but better than ta walk the plank fer me! Yarr da di harr! Yay! Me like to plunder yer pretty chest! Almost as much as the rest! Yer evenin' went from good to bad, when ye realized there were nay more booty ta be had! Yarr hiddle di harr! Me couldn't know tha' wife were his, me made off with more than a kiss! Yarr di dadi di!"[/b][/color][/i] The former captain whistled loudly as he cheerily approached the gate, twirling his wooden stick made into a cane.

[color=f7976a][b]"Ahoi landlubbers! Fairest o' backwind ta ye good gentleguards! Captain Claret Carneylus Crown at yer service! That's four 'C's and there's a double 'V' on the Crown name! Tha' lad who scribbled down tha' ol' wanted poster should be flogged fer gettin' it wrong! Imagine if someone got the wrong capt'n, then where would me be? Either way, me came here ta tell yer highnesses that tha' famous captain, handsome, treasure seeker and seducer o' married women is now a changed man and wants ta enter the fancy haven an' be a pillar o' yer community!"[/b][/color] The red eyed captain and men amongst men slid his bottle of rum into his coat and tossed his makeshift cane to the side. 

[color=f7976a][b]"In case ye haven't noticed! Me be now a feckin' four armed bandit! Without tha' bandit part of curse! An' ye need all the 'elp ye can get aye? Four extra 'ands are better than none aye? Heave ho! So be a good bunch o' landlubbin' mates an' let an ol' misunderstood pa o' starvin' kiddos a place ta stay? Think o' lil Slimjim who needs his pa ta send coin home ta his legless ma!"[/b][/color] Claret placed his hand on his chest where his heart would be as he did his best acting show yet, even managing to squeeze out some fake tears from his eyes. He knew those free acting tips by ol' Shamshow would someday come to be of great use to him. Just how smart would those guards really be after all? They were guards for a reason. Besides he was now a changed man, having left his supposed criminal life behind him. Well… most of it. Parts. Some. A bit. Perhaps it was best to not dwell on it too much.