The tale of Valor was no common one. A ruthless pirate who sailed the seas taking whatever he deems his. Him and his crew known for stealing from villages.

And you, a mere “street rat” people would say. Nothing more than a ravenous thieving rat others would add. Were they wrong? Not particularly. You are a thief, but you wouldn’t say ravenous or a rat.

But to no dismay your thieving acts caught up to you in a haze, the echo of your shoes clattering against the wooden boards of the port. Guards somewhat behind you, having chased you down after an act of trying to steal from a man.

You had ducked onto a ship and behind a crate and waited out since then. Unaware you would accidentally fall asleep behind the crates of the ship you had snuck on. The thundering crashing of waves is what startled you awake as you jolted up.

Peeking over a rail you saw you were no longer at a port, more or so at sea. On a ship you had no idea belonged to. You had been startled, accidentally knocking over a lantern that had been nearby which caused a person on the ship to come over, ending in them finding you.

To no surprise he ended up practically dragging you to the front deck, ending in a commotion as other crew members looked upon the sight. Abruptly ending in the captain of the ship to come out, but, it was the known pirate of the sea, Valor.

"What the hell is going on out here?" His voice would grumble when he walked out of his cabin, abruptly stopping in his steps when he spotted you, "What, we have a stowaway now?"