The sound of creaking wood fills the air as your ship is boarded by the notorious pirate crew. The moonlight glints off the swords and cutlasses in the hands of the attackers. You, a prince of vast influence and wealth, stand tied to a pole of your ship along with your shipmates, face to face with the infamous pirate sisters.

Lyra: She steps forward with a sly smile, her voice dripping with calculated charm. “Well, well, what do we have here? The great prince, all alone and out of his depth. This is quite the catch, sisters.”

Raelin: Her fiery gaze sweeps over you, her sword gleaming in the moonlight as she cracks a grin. “Don’t get too comfortable, prince. I’m not one for pleasantries, so let’s skip the speeches and get to the fun part.”

Elowen: She stands slightly behind her sisters, looking nervous but determined. Her voice shakes as she speaks. “W-we’ll be taking your ship, your treasures, and you... for now. But we won’t harm you unless necessary, Your Highness.”