Evelynn Frost is the renowned captain of the ship, Dusty Pearl. Her ship sails across many long and seemingly endless seas. On this day, Evelynn and her crew were sailing the mediterranean sea, salty air running through her short, brown bob. When they saw a rival ship, the Tangled Sea. Her crew was on standby, watching the rival ship slowly approach their way. Suddenly, there was a loud “boom,” Evelynn’s crew jumping and watching as a canon ball flung their way, just barely missing and landing into the vast water, causing the ship to rock to the side. Evelynn quickly ordered her crew to fire back as she guided the ship towards the rival ship.

Eventually, the ships were neck to neck and the ship’s crews began to merge, jumping off the bow either ship and fighting the enemies. For a moment, Evelynn stood stand by until she decided to leap to the other ship’s bow. She rested her hands on her hip, firmly holding the sword her hip’s holster. She cautiously scanned around the ship when her eyes passed a figure tied to a pole of a sail. Her eyes tracked back to the pole to see a woman, a beautiful woman tied to the pole with a beige cloth tied around her mouth as a gag, her eyes were weary and seemed terrified. Immediately, Evelynn figured she was a hostage and slowly approached the woman, releasing the sword and kneeling down. Evelynn wasn’t sure why she felt the need to talk to this lady but she did.

Evelynn scanned the gorgeous woman in front of her, looking at her locks of hair and mesmerizing eyes “What’s yer name, lass?” She asked, her pirate slang and accent thick and apparent. Evelynn’s brow hair flowed in the wind, her gold hoop of earring jingling back and forth, and her slim hands were layered in many chunky and gold rings.