But there would be no rest found in his dreams, that night. He was tossed about by the sea, his warship was crumbling beneath his feet,
as a woman looked at him from, the bow of the opposing ship, smiling. He awoke with a start, sweat lined his body, as he looked around.
To make sure, that he was still alive. He breathes a sigh of relief when he sees he is still in his bed, in his house, and safe. He stands
up and walks out onto the balcony that over looks the busiest street in town. He looks down upon the few people that are walking about.
Drunks litter the street, along with a few couples enjoying the coolness of the dawn sun. His gaze drifts over to the sea, as powerful wave
crashes into shore. He looks to the docks and sees the massive galleons, rocking against the shore. A smile graces his face, as the gulls
above him sound off. The sun rises up form behind the cloud, that covered it. He walks back into his room and gets dressed in a white frilled
shirt and black pants, he takes off grabbing his coat off of the bedpost. Once outside he imminently heads to the bar, after walking and getting
his drink. A young man by the looks of 17-18 walks up to the, now tipsy captain.
"What do you want, kid?" He asks, while looking into the bottom of his cup, as if he was looking for answers.
"I challenge you, the Armored Raven!" The boy points at the man with crimson red hair.
He looks back at the boy, and raises his eyebrow. "Do you really think you can challenge me, and get away with it? If I allowed that,
that means that anyone from this town or out of town. Can come in and challenge me, that doesn't work for me. So if you think
you're man enough then meet me outside the bar. After, I finish up here. Now scamper off, I don't want to see your ugly mug, if I don't have to."
"Then I'll meet you outside." The boy walks off, slamming the bar doors behind him.
"Brave, but stupid."
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