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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 10:14 pm
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"I have always been interested in the pirate stories my father told me as a child," he lied "He was a merchant, and one day he left for St. Bart's but did not return. My mother was devastated, and that is when I decided that I would look for him, and hopefully find him." Arwan hoped his lie would be convincing enough. He had sat as far from the other man as he could, without falling off the side of the massive mattress. "Why do you need such a big bed?" he asked, noting that it rivaled his own back at the palace, minus the silk sheets and down feather comforters. Arwan was, indeed, interested in this Pirate Captain. Not in a sexual way, that is, not yet. He was more interested in what he wanted to accomplish and where he wanted to go and discover. While he was explaining the 'story' he felt his pocket, making sure that the paper was still there, and it was.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 10:28 pm
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Kaien listened to Arwan as he explained the reason why he decided to join a pirate crew. He nodded slowly, "I see.." He let out, "Why do you think you can find him doing this? We sail out far away from land, the chance of finding him is slim... Sorry to be blunt, but I wish you luck." He shrugged his shoulders. He believed it. Kaien smirked, "I need such a big bed because I am sure you've heard what women hoarders we pirates are." He joked. "Joking... I don't know, this was my father's ship and when he died I sort of inherited everything. Kind of makes me feel like he is still here." He admitted. Kaien shifted back on the bed so his back was eventually pressing against the wall. "When I took over the ship, the crew became mine to. I had to make a name for myself and keep up the name so it matched to my father's. He was a legend. He was big on finding treasure, hunting, and raiding.. So I am just following in his footsteps."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2017 11:00 pm
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"Really? sounds interesting and dangerous," He commented. Arwan got up to go get a bottle of whiskey. Arwan was not a fan of the drink, but it was not for him. "Hmm... Chose not to..." he thought to himself, "Interesting." It took him a while to find where the Captain had told him to go, but he found it and brought up a half-filled bottle of what looked like whiskey. "Here ya go." he said bringing the Bottle to Kaien, can you pour it, or is that my job?" he asked. "Legacy... I know about that..." he said to himself quietly.
Arwan had not been the ideal successor for his fathers' kingdom, he was not interested, nor impressed in the princesses, but he was expected to marry by next summer's end or he would lose the throne. Arwan had been pushing off engagement after engagement, postponing until he did not know when. His father always bemoaned him every night saying "I won't be here forever you know, and if you do not choose a bride, the throne will go to the next in line." The next in line was some distant relative that Arwan did not know, he did not want to lose the throne, he just wanted to be able to keep it without the need of a princess from some random kingdom desperate to increase its land holdings.
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2017 8:42 pm
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