"You sure you'll be alright Runa? I don't want you getting hurt out there. I told you it would've been easier for you to join a crew instead of create one. Then again, I'd much rather you stay home with your mother and run the shop."
Runali gave a smile and laughed lightly. "Dad, I know you worry. But you also know I'm fully capable of handling my own. And you know that if I joined a crew they would make me do work. You and I both know that wouldn't work. And I already told you. The shop is so boring."
The two shared a small laugh before he hugged her. "Be careful out there kid!"
"Don't worry, I will."
"Oh my poor baby! You'll be off alone, and by yourself and in danger and. . ." Runali's mother continued to bawl as she hugged her daughter into a suffocating bear hug. "You better come and visit! Oh, and bring your crew. I'd love to meet them- and they'll bring in good business too!"
One again, the one eyed girl laughed lightly before hugging her parents once more and starting her journey as a pirate. More specifically, as a StarDusk Pirate.
It had been exactly two weeks since she departed from her family. Runali Lev had set sail to the grand seas, ready for adventure. It wasn't like her to be so adventurous or in want to move around, but the idea of sailing the seas sounded so much nicer than sitting around at home all day, doing the same old thing. So what better way to cure that boredom than to become a pirate? Maybe it was a fairly irrational choice considering the dangers and all, but it was too late to go back now. In the beginning of her trip, it was just her on a decently spaced ship with nothing but nice warm air and the ocean breeze. At the time, she decided not to put up her Jolly Roger- not until she had a formidable crew- to avoid possible conflict on her own. Runali spent her days letting the ship drift through the seas with ease. But the third day of the two weeks, was the starting day she met her crew. After the first one was met, they all seemed to join one by one. It was a small crew of only six of them, but it was all she needed right now. After all, they weren't going on any wild adventures as of yet. The crew had to get to know each other still. So far, from the week or so of interaction, they seemed to get along fine- maybe not without them biting a few heads at first.
Currently, their ship was docked and anchored on Hara Island. They had to stop early because Runali wasn't expecting to get a crew so fast... and she was short on supplies. Heh, yeah just a tad embarrassing. The StarDusk pirates were scattered throughout the island [or wherever they say they are whether it be on the ship, with the captain, or etc.] gathering supplies, or shopping.
Runali found a nice spot in the town's tavern and rested there until everyone was ready to go. "You're obviously not from around here miss." The bartender said with a caution to his tone as he cleaned a glass. "Is there a problem?" Runali opened her eye, starting to pay attention to the stares she received, noticing some were fearful. "Did I do something wrong?" Runali questioned the bartender until he spoke in a softer voice. "You're just in...his seat." The emphasis on 'his' made her look over to see a male with messy green hair- obviously a dirty pirate- with a malicious grin walking up.
"I see we have a trespasser." The male's hand rested on the table and slid it closer to her. "But I think I'm willing to let you go with just a warning- heh, for a price. "
Her bored expression never changed. "Excuse you, but I was just ordering a water... You're going to have to wait your turn." There was a few gasps from the tavern when she spoke out instead of moving to let him have his seat. What she did seemed to cause an annoyance in the unnamed pirate. Hopefully he didn't start a commotion. That was one less problem she wanted to-
And once a glass was tossed by one of the pirate's crew mates, everyone was fighting. A typical pirate thing.
"Hmph. Tough town." Runali looked over at the irritated pirate, sipping on her new cup of water given to her by the bartender. The bartender himself merely sighed as if he went through fights like those all the time.
Obviously, striking fear as a threat wasn't working out quite well, and it further irritated the "feared" pirate. It irritated him enough, to start a fight.
Didn't we just get here?
Runali gave a smile and laughed lightly. "Dad, I know you worry. But you also know I'm fully capable of handling my own. And you know that if I joined a crew they would make me do work. You and I both know that wouldn't work. And I already told you. The shop is so boring."
The two shared a small laugh before he hugged her. "Be careful out there kid!"
"Don't worry, I will."
"Oh my poor baby! You'll be off alone, and by yourself and in danger and. . ." Runali's mother continued to bawl as she hugged her daughter into a suffocating bear hug. "You better come and visit! Oh, and bring your crew. I'd love to meet them- and they'll bring in good business too!"
One again, the one eyed girl laughed lightly before hugging her parents once more and starting her journey as a pirate. More specifically, as a StarDusk Pirate.
It had been exactly two weeks since she departed from her family. Runali Lev had set sail to the grand seas, ready for adventure. It wasn't like her to be so adventurous or in want to move around, but the idea of sailing the seas sounded so much nicer than sitting around at home all day, doing the same old thing. So what better way to cure that boredom than to become a pirate? Maybe it was a fairly irrational choice considering the dangers and all, but it was too late to go back now. In the beginning of her trip, it was just her on a decently spaced ship with nothing but nice warm air and the ocean breeze. At the time, she decided not to put up her Jolly Roger- not until she had a formidable crew- to avoid possible conflict on her own. Runali spent her days letting the ship drift through the seas with ease. But the third day of the two weeks, was the starting day she met her crew. After the first one was met, they all seemed to join one by one. It was a small crew of only six of them, but it was all she needed right now. After all, they weren't going on any wild adventures as of yet. The crew had to get to know each other still. So far, from the week or so of interaction, they seemed to get along fine- maybe not without them biting a few heads at first.
Currently, their ship was docked and anchored on Hara Island. They had to stop early because Runali wasn't expecting to get a crew so fast... and she was short on supplies. Heh, yeah just a tad embarrassing. The StarDusk pirates were scattered throughout the island [or wherever they say they are whether it be on the ship, with the captain, or etc.] gathering supplies, or shopping.
Runali found a nice spot in the town's tavern and rested there until everyone was ready to go. "You're obviously not from around here miss." The bartender said with a caution to his tone as he cleaned a glass. "Is there a problem?" Runali opened her eye, starting to pay attention to the stares she received, noticing some were fearful. "Did I do something wrong?" Runali questioned the bartender until he spoke in a softer voice. "You're just in...his seat." The emphasis on 'his' made her look over to see a male with messy green hair- obviously a dirty pirate- with a malicious grin walking up.
"I see we have a trespasser." The male's hand rested on the table and slid it closer to her. "But I think I'm willing to let you go with just a warning- heh, for a price. "
Her bored expression never changed. "Excuse you, but I was just ordering a water... You're going to have to wait your turn." There was a few gasps from the tavern when she spoke out instead of moving to let him have his seat. What she did seemed to cause an annoyance in the unnamed pirate. Hopefully he didn't start a commotion. That was one less problem she wanted to-
And once a glass was tossed by one of the pirate's crew mates, everyone was fighting. A typical pirate thing.
"Hmph. Tough town." Runali looked over at the irritated pirate, sipping on her new cup of water given to her by the bartender. The bartender himself merely sighed as if he went through fights like those all the time.
Obviously, striking fear as a threat wasn't working out quite well, and it further irritated the "feared" pirate. It irritated him enough, to start a fight.
Didn't we just get here?