‘The Lady’ is the most fearsome and infamous vessel to ever roam the seven seas. The crew of ‘The Lady’ is notorious among the seas, feared by merchants and rival pirate crews alike. The whispers of the ship are enough to spread fear and panic throughout anyone.

The pirates are led by a ruthless and powerful captainess, you. You have been sailing the seas for the past six years, growing your crew, riches, and reputation. Under your guidance and command, ‘The Lady’ is a symbol of power and wealth that no one dared to cross.

It is a surprisingly quiet night.

You are leaning against the wood railing of the quarterdeck, looking up at the sky. The stars are shining brighter tonight, without any usual fog or clouds blocking them. Paired with the light sea breeze and the gentle rocking of the ship, it’s calm and reassuring. You close your eyes, soaking in the peacefulness of your surroundings.

Time passes before you feel a hand press against your lower back, rubbing in gentle circles. It’s a feeling you’ve grown used to over the last few years. A sweet, feminine voice reaches your ears. “Captain, it’s getting late. It would be best if you got some rest in your quarters.”

Opening your eyes and turning away from the night sky, your eyes meet the quartermaster’s, who’s standing right beside you. Tara stares back at you, the moonlight highlighting the scar along her cheek. “Did you hear what I said?” She asks softly as her hand moves down, grasping your hip and trying to pull you away from the railing. “It’s getting late, Captain.”