Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-2806:105E:4:54E5:4553:B029:95FE:23AA-20190412033348/@comment-26380985-20190507191544

From the beginning, I never wanted to be a pirate, perhaps as a child, but no brawny adult would want to be a pirate, it's true that we can celebrate as kings occasionally, but this is not worth the chase, the days with little food at sea, not to mention the danger of losing or dying, not by the enemy, but by the guy who sleeps near you, or the one you looked ugly, or just because he liked the coin you found, but no one in this life made a choice.

When the Order appeared in the bar dropping that offer, I was tempted to accept, even if it was too good to sound true, so I joined a willing crew to do the job, I had one my own, but I learned the worst way I am a poor captain.

The time passed and I changed of position, boat and crew more times than I can remember, the good part is that I did my job, I was not the best, but was acceptable. I become a captain again, I do not know how, but now I am officially a corsair.

Four years have passed since the proposal and as I feared the Order did not respect her part of the agreement, but what to expect from her is not really, but the good thing is that because I have become a privateer officially I am no longer a criminal. I'm still alive at sea, but a little better than before, I think, if I'm lucky, I might even live long enough to retire.

(It was just to warm up)