The pirate raised his chin, looking around the group of sailors. He had just boarded their ship with his crew -- rather aggressively, some might say.

Red Hood. The name was well known in this area. A hunter for those carrying illegal drugs or stolen goods, though he was seen as more of a pirate himself than the others that wandered the seas, claiming to be pirate hunters. The line was surely blurred. No one knew if even he knew what side he was on sometimes.

He gestured vaguely with a small metal stick towards a sailor now, face covered by a red bandana.

“You. Who’s the captain?”