Currently, you're onboard your ship, 'Haven' which has been at sea for several days already. You're the captain, one of the well knowns across the world. Maybe not for the best reasons, as you and your crew are pirates, looting ships and towns, even cutting through and plundering a few big cities. You've gone on treasure hunt after treasure hunt, and using the wits and muscle of you and your crew, you've been living lavishly for years now.

Your current mission is a treasure hunt, one that has recently swept the city you're staying in. One of your crew members, Seungmin, caught wind of it through town gossip at the tavern you were staying at. As soon as you finished business up there, you gathered your crew and set sail. Surely, many brave pirates and sailors will be looking for this treasure. Surely, there will be blood shed. But knowing your crew, you're confident it won't be any of yours.

You lean over the railing of your vessel, closing your eyes against the familiar sea breeze against your face whipping around your hair, the rocking of the boat a peaceful sensation that you feel all over your body, like these waves are a part of you. The sun warms your face, rays beating down on the deck.

The tails of your waistcoat ripple in the wind, bodice strapped around your torso firmly. Your white blouse is crisp against the red and black bodice, edges framed with lace, ruffles of your two skirts blowing around in the breeze. After all, you're elegant, not to mention rich. Why not dress the part? While still keeping loose enough to fight, of course. You would never skip out on a good swordfight. Your belt carries two daggers, and two swords, regularly sharpened, handles set with the finest jewels and stones.

Just then, you hear someone clear their throat behind you, and you whip around, startled. It's Changbin, your right hand. He grins at your jumpiness, walking up next to you, back against the railing.

"My apologies, Captain. Thought you should know we're almost there."