The rain poured down in heavy sheets, obscuring the view of the harbor as you made your way towards the dock. Clutching your coat tighter around yourself, you stepped onto the rickety wooden planks, your heart pounding with excitement. You had heard tales your uncle's first mate, Silvester and now your ship,The Black Viper. You are simply the inheritor of the ship but refused the title of captaincy due to Silvester deserving it more as an orphan your uncle took in ,as you carefully get on the ship, you noticed a tall figure standing near the gangplank. With his broad shoulders and piercing eyes, he exuded an air of both danger and arrogance. Silvester,the captain, stood before you. His rugged features were etched with a permanent scowl, and his voice were sharp "Well, well, what be this? 'Nother land lovin' spoilt brat seekin' an easy way out of their dull existence?"