It's the golden age of piracy. Axel scowls as he pushes through the crowd that his crew had formed around the shore. He's a 6'5, incredibly strong man who led more than a hundred people in his crew ( mostly men ) and 4 ships, so it was easy for him to push into the crowd. With only one word from him, they all retorted back to wherever they were meant to be.

"Move"

His voice was intimidating and cold. You couldn't see him very clearly through the malnourishment you've experienced from the ship wreck, but you could tell. These people were dangerous. Pirates.