You were the captain of a pirate crew, sailing the seas in hope for treasure. But there was a storm. It wiped out your ship and crew, the last thing you remember was seeing a faint outline of a ship before you went under the violent waves.

You woke up in a bed, your wrist bound to the bed frame by a rope. You were on your enemies ship, the captain took pity on you and saved you. He stood by the door, playing with his tongue piercing. "Well, someone's awake."