[Silver]

Looking at Virgil he was starting to understand. “We fight in the shadows protecting the freedom of the world. Is that it?” He asked Virgil then started to walk towards the cove to find the woman who had come to offer her a choice. He hoped she picked wisely but he could not risk her leaving he didn’t know if he could trust her and sadly she knew their secrets or at least where they were. Walking on he bowed his head and was starting to understand his father’s silence and straight face. This was not a path of joy but of purpose and responsibility it was what separated him from the rest of the world and made him better. He walked into the cover and looked around his foot falls had become lighter as he moved he was working on being quitter and being able to sneak around the cove without being detected.

[Lord English]

-Vic remained up on the stone that had the tenant. She looked down at the men and was impressed when the assassin caught it. She smirked when they split ways. She didn’t know what the buff guy was looking for and she couldn’t hear them from where she was. She ended up nibbling on her loaf some more and just watching. It hurt a bit to eat due to her having not eaten that much in a long time. She stuffed it back into her shirt and broke a piece off and threw it down at the ground to see what that would do.-

[Cain]

-Virgil was laying on the island when he spotted a ship far off at sea he turned and yelled for a spy glass one of the men brought him it and he used it to examine the ship seeing many men on it and some of them that he didn’t recognize so these must of been the slaves that were being used in the colonies. He stood up and whistled as loud that it would make the ears hurt of many people around him before he yelled at the top of his lungs”time to have a little fun men, grab the captain and I want that ship moving now dammit”. He was moving before he finished speaking and leaped onto the ship starting to do the things he could do on his own without needing the men but he waited for them to gather and for Dante to reach the ship.

Virgil pointed out to see at the ship sailing”we can get back our numbers and another ship”. He smiled as he pulled up his hood and made sure his blades were sharp”when we return your tailor is going to be busy along with you Dante, I need my rope darts back so I can fight at a range without having to refill my pistols”. They were smaller and faster so they are able to catch up to the save ship and he knew that these ships didn’t have cannons because it would take up room to place more slaves. Virgil pulled out his first pistol corrected for the wind and air fired a single shot taking out the captain already.

He turned to his men”I know you men enjoy having your fun, but kill one of the captured men or women and ill skin you and toss you to the sharks”. He ran and jumped from the edge of the ship landing on the other ship he pulled out two silver dagger using both to stop the blade of a large male before he spun around the man so he was now behind him. Virgil drug the daggers into the shoulders of the man and as he fell screaming in agony Virgil threw the two dagger into the throats of two of the men as they came from below deck. He pulled out two pistols and stood with both arms outstretched and shot two men who were running at him. He dropped them rolling on the deck grabbing the blade of one of the men and as his roll ended he came up with the blade going into one of the mans jaws.

He turned seeing the men and Dante finish off the rest before he dusted himself off”men take all the weapons onto are main ship, Dante do you know how to speak to these people, The nobles in England have never seen them”. He did not hold himself higher then these people he just didn’t think they would have been taught to speak as the new world only wanted them for labor. He used a rag to cover his face as he looked under the deck. He used his pistols to shoot the locks binding the slaves before he went back to the top deck hoping Dante was able to speak to them in some way. He planned to use them as warriors or to help fix the island but they would be paid and hopefully taught some skills so they could survive as he didn’t know how to reach the country these people come from so returning them would be impossible.

He waited for them to get back to the island before he went to the tailor and spoke to the doctor”I want all of them to be looked over and washed after fetch the tailor have him make them clothing, if he doesn’t have the materials then ill pay for the men to go to shore to fetch them”. Virgil went to his chest and started to examine his gear wondering if he could find something to make training so many easier but some of this things must have been lost to the storm so he would have to get them repaired or rebuilt in total.-

[Silver]

Dante didn’t find who he was looking for but the men came running and told him that they were sailing and he knew who’s order it came from and turned walking with purpose and he didn’t walk up like the men he ran up the side of the ship and rushed across the ship as they were taken out to sea. Once he saw Virgil go over he rushed after him leaping off the front of the ship his foot catching the edge of the slave ship and launched over the battle his hammer came down on one of the few men left keeping Virgil’s back watched. Turning he threw his Hammer as it went by Virgil’s head and slammed into the chest of a fat man but he coughed blood and dropped Dante moved quickly and retrieved his hammer only to bring it up into a mans jaw crushing it. Turning he brought his other hammer across the mans face breaking his neck and turning his head almost around. Turning to see Virgil talking to him and sighed. “Some I will do what I can.” He walked down the ships belly acting like everything was fine.

He spoke in an odd language that Virgil didn’t understand. “I offer you all freedom but at a simple Price you sail with me and your freedom will be yours but we sail together or you go overboard.” He looked at the slaves and some nodded others looked about confused finally they all agreed and the group sailed back to the cove. Once there he escorted them all in his men looking at the women. “Men our Code has changed you harm an innocent in any way you will suffer death.” The men nodded well the honest ones. The doctor proceeded his work looking over each one and the tailor was messuring them and started to make cloths.
Dante walked to Virgil once he came out and looked to him. “I have rope darts already made and a new toy I have been working on if you want to try it.” He said granted it wasn’t a toy it was a deadly weapon. He turned and walked with him towards a back area and he pushed a large heavy stone door to the side it bulged his muscles to push it as he did once it was open heat washed out over the two of them but a fully stoked forge was there and on one side was a number of wrist blades and darts. He also had a dagger on a strong triple link chain that had spikes on the first foot of the chain from the blade and he walked over setting his hammers down and grabbed one that looked more worn then the two he carried on his person showing just how often he really had to use his hammers he carried with him. “So what am I making we are stocked I tend to build what’s in the journal in my down time to keep my skills sharp what can I build for you?”

[Lord English]

-Vic remained up upon her stone. She watched as suddenly everyone left. She didn’t comprehend what was going on and didn’t bother to try to. She thought it was a great time to just sit there and watch them leave. Her eyes followed the ship as it went out and noticed that there was a little dot they were heading towards. She shrugged and stayed up on her rock, nibbling on her bread a little then put it back. She saw them eventually come back and she smiled at them from afar. She watched people coming off and there was many more than what left. She saw what looked like slaves and she yelled out, “WHITE DEVIL!” She was not coming down but found it fun to yell that again. She wasn’t going to move, she was comfy.-

[Whatsyourface]

The crew look at the ship as it approaches and the men start scrambling panicking as they point and call out as the ship approaches. Men gather along the line trying to gather muskets and slaves look around trying to see what the heck is happening. People gather at the end of the ship and fire muskets at the ship. “What on GOD’S EARTH ARE YOU IDIOTS DOIN’?” He shouted at them due to the complete ineffectiveness of trying to shoot a ship like that, nearly every shot missed. They look in awe as these men descend and take out the captain with their loud mysterious some people thought were magic weapons that shot fiery death and struck down all whom anyone pointed them at, though Ethel knew better about firearms and had an idea of how they worked. Everyone was staring at two men in particular awe as they proceed to take on the crews with such ease. Ethel stared at them in complete and utter disbelief at how someone could fight so well and take people out like that. One man was graced with enough Karma and Savvy-ness from having helped Ethel to simply jump off the ship as soon as the captain died and he swam towards the island far away away from the pirates ship. Fleeing to the jungle after he reaches the island.

However. Soon, she snapped out her awe and saw opportunity. The captain was laying coughing up his own blood and while the crew of this ship was being slaughtered, people looked at Ethel like she was insane as she proceeded to then start crawling and making her way over to the captain while the other two and the crew were decking everyone on the ship. One man trips over her screaming in agony from daggers ripped through his shoulders and he staggers back and trips over Ethel. This does not however deter her as she intent on getting to the captain. Another falls right in front of her his neck broken and she crawls over him careful not to get in the men’s way as she makes her way over to the captain bleeding out shot in the chest. She gets his key after searching him and takes the man’s own knife as she sits up. She raises the knife and the man shakes his head non verbally begging her not to do it and she plunges knife into the captain’s crotch. He shoots up coughing up more in some of the most unimaginable a mortal being could possibly ever experience as he curls up and rolls slightly pain from what little strength had left from getting shot in the chest.

She takes his key and gets up. Most of the people are dead and few people notice as Ethel runs over to the lower decks and starts to free slaves below, all of them confused as to what is going on and people being ecstatic, chattering about and trying to look around. Tight packing meant there was a lot of them, at least 200 it seemed. She started freeing slaves from shackles and people began to beg her to do so. They see other men come down as he removes their restrains and they climb out as a large crowd makes there was to the deck. People on the top were cheering for the man as he finished and seemed to be having a small celebration. Chucking their corpses overboard for a change and throwing any of the slavers defeated crew. They were all talking among themselves about how the two men. Some explaining exactly what happened and others over exaggerating and calling them war gods. Ethel walked around from above the lower decks and she heard one of the men speaking. Explaining that they would be sailing with them from now one. The man explained that there was a code of honor for them to follow.

Men gave Ethel and other women a look. Ethel glared at one of them of the men while the others looked down, and then he glared right back at her. His glare felt like almost like a strike to her. She averted her gaze to the others covering her breasts by crossing her arms in front of her chest. Ethel listened very intently at the men. The slaves in general agreed to do whatever these two men told them to do. She was relieved to hear things like “doctor” and “Clothes.” It seems these were the hospital kind of white men, most of them anyway. At least the most powerful people seemed to be those two, which relieved Ethel some. She stood by with the other waiting for clothes. Most of the slaves chatting among themselves. Ethel was lucky to know English, as these people were mostly from the west indies and some from Madagascar. She looked around and smiled for once not even realizing it looking out at the sea as she feels the sun beat down on her entire body and she sighs out of a relief and looks down for a second. Then back at the sea…

Ethel narrows her eyes as she hears someone shouting, “WHITE DEVIL!” It amuses Ethel as she looks off and smirks at this odd white girl shouting white devil. Others ask her what she’s saying. Then well, more people start yelling “White devil!” in their accents trying to pronounce it. A few do understand and start randomly yelling it looking at the corpses of the dead slavers in the water. Others start yelling it too.

[Cain]

-Virgil picked up two of the rope darts and wrapped them around his arms before pulling down his sleeves. He didn’t feel the weird chain device would be needed for him. Virgil handed him a ring on his left ring finger”I would like for you to make ten of these for now, they will be owned by are inner circle, we do not allow the men or are new companions about are on goings unless they wear this ring, with this ring they are assassins, once a copy is made you have the owner of wearing one as your my apprentice from here on out, Your failures are shared by me in the eyes of the Assassin Guild. Virgil walked outside and took in a breath of fresh air looking to the people that now joined us, they all seemed happy but one woman seemed to know what was going on and it intrigued him that one of them must speak English to have understood what he had said to Dante. He was also glad to see they had so many but he expected that only about forty would survive the experience of being an assassin that was if any decided to follow that path, many of them might decide to just be pirates which would serve his cause just as well because every vessel with pirates he was going to make sure at least two of his assassins were on it. Virgil remember the female from earlier and hearing her scream gave him notice she needed taken care of now before she causes problem. Virgil walked back towards the training area and let one of his darts to unroll into his hand and he threw it up and into the rock she was sitting on. He caught the end of the rope and he pulled on it hard and it heaved the rock which fell to the side of Virgil. He let go of the rope as the dart stabbed to his other side and he stretched out his arms easily catching the girl”we need to speak, so follow and listen or Ill use you to test my other dart and this is not a threat but a promise of things to come”.

Virgil bent down picking up his dart wrapped it back around his arm if he did not follow he would aim for her and launch his dart if it missed he would wait for her to run away and shoot her in the back of the head with his pistol. If she followed he would wander along the beach speaking”You can either train like Dante is doing and join me in my cause which you’ll learn off later on, or you become a pirate that I will no longer watch over and possibly one of these men will find you when your not protected, If you choose neither I will cut your tongue out as you have seen to much to go free, I wish it wasn’t so and I could trust you to keep quiet but We have to much at stake”. He turned and headed back up the beach waiting for her answer giving her his back gave her the option to attack him or run, He would not hurt her without cause but if she attacked she would die.-

[Lord English]

-Vic had no reaction time as the attractive one, only because he threatened her before. She fell right into his arms and looked up at the man wide-eyed. She was unusually light for her height but she wasn’t sure if the man would pick up on it. She was let onto her feet and heard him say that they needed to speak. She saw him walk and decided to follow. She listened to what he said as they walked and when he was done talking, she spoke, “Look sir, I was in the provision the entire journey so I ain’t a clue where in ‘ell we are! I dun know what you are unless you are a pirate. But you look a fancy type. Also, you evah ate a tongue, sir?” She was curious. She thought again and quickly added, “But not like I ‘ave.”-

[Sharktits]

Johan was sailing the seas on for some weeks now in search of said pirates. She was lucky that a Brig was stationed on the settlement when her people rebelled, the captain of said Brig was one of the prisoners who agreed to work for her people in exchange for his freedom, the freedom of his sailors and some gold.

White people are a menace she thought one day at the deck, she was learning more about their language, the basics of seamanship and how to read maps while forcing her men, all warriors and hunters, to do the same “why we have to learn they ways Matriarch?” one of her men asked and she responded but not before giving the man a smile for trying to learn the white language “we’re outcasts in our tribe now, our own brothers and sister sold us to these white people, all we can do now is learn their ways and do our best to survive on their society…this world is our home now,son” as a priest she likes to address to her men and women as sons and daughters, the man nodded a agreement to her with a sad smile

Being a tribe noble she knew how to make potions to ease the effects of nausea to her men and most of the new world diseases to the sailors helping her gain the sailors respect for both her and her people

She was looking at the horizon with a small telescope, while the sailors were tending the ship along with her people, she was trying, for some weeks now, to pinpoint the hiding place of the pirates on her map that was when she saw two ships battling themselves on the horizon, she was going to give little regard to that but them she saw black people on board “my people…THEY’RE SELLING ME PEOPLE!” she looked at the sailors on deck with a expression of rage with teary eyes “YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS!” she looked again on the horizon to see her people boarding the other ship just to be unloaded on a island close by “captain, take us close to the shore! i am putting and end on dis debauchery!”

She picked a small band of negro soldiers armed with leather jackets of the settlers and muskets, learning to shoot with muskets wasn’t hard for the people used to fight with lions using arrows and spears, the simple wood boat arrived with the black men on the beach while the brig stayed on the sea. Johan shot up with a flintlock to call everyone attention while her men armed with muskets, javelins and swords formed a line behind her “you whiteis better unhand of me people right now or things will get ugly very fast”

[Whatsyourface]

People jumped as they saw her firing into the air and understood little of what she said, only maybe a quarter of them being able to understand. However, a majority of them ran and scattered. Others watched her hiding behind things. Ethel sitting idly by under a tree gets frightened but the gun for a second, and hides being the tree. However, as she listens to what the woman says, she slowly stands up and slowly walks over to the new group and to the woman who seems to be the leader. Trying to speak to the woman to get her to calm down before she starts a small war. “Calm down.” Ethel sounded rather proper for a black woman, though her English did sound a little broken. It sounded at times profound when she could remember larger words and other times she spoke not as well. However, she seems fluent in the sense that she doesn’t stop much when she speaks or pause when she makes a mistake. “These people ain’t tryin’ to hurt us. Theys our saviors…” Then she continues to explain. “We were on a slave ship.”

Ethel points at the large ship she was on. “And then they came from that ship to rescue us.” Ethel points at Dante’s ship. “Please, don’t shoot em. They helped us.” Ethel holding her palms out in a way to gesture her to calm down or be at ease. “There is no need for fighting.” Many eyes were on them.

[Cain]

-Virgil turned to her “if we let you leave with your tongue the men hunting me would do anything to make you talk to find us, they would not accept that you know nothing. They would cut your fingers off and maybe whole limbs to you talked or lied, and once you spoke they would kill you so that you couldn’t tell anyone to try and warn me, because they would assume your working with me”. He walked back up to the building and removed the sheet so he could go back over the table he carved into and he used a blade to make five marks in the table meaning five Templar were dead. He heard the shot and he made sure all nine of his pistols were loaded along with his rope darts were ready expecting retaliation from another slaver who had hidden on the ship they saved but no it was a group of people demanding they release them. Virgil was taken back at there inference that they were going to make these people slaves again. He pulled his hood over his head as he walked out into the open his armor could protect him from the muskets and pistols these people had as they weren’t top of the line like you found in Europe, the colonies and slave ship weren’t allowed the products that the army of the King had.

Virgil had the dagger end of both his rope darts in his hands at the ready, but the woman he had noticed earlier began to walk forward so he stopped for a second he used his skills as an assassin to blend with the warriors and he went up a tree to get a better angle on them. He was hidden in the huge leaves of the tree but could see them easily. He pulled out two of his pistols waiting to see if the woman would accept the words of the woman if not she would be shot before she could try and shoot her weapon again.-

[Lord English]

-Vic heard what he said and her mind was made up. When he went inside she moved to head back to her broken rock only to hear a gunshot then hear a woman’s calls. She saw the running and screaming of a few and some standing their ground. She gripped her dagger, not even noticing that Virgil had taken to the scene. She was ready to start slicing people if they attacked her first but one of the women that came back with threaten man and buff person started to try and reason with the crazed lady. She shook her head thinking it wouldn’t work but gave her some time, releasing her grip on her dagger. What the woman said was true, she guessed, seeing as everyone had been getting care. That was really the only thing she noticed while she was up there before she got forced down from her perch. She kept her hand near her dagger and stayed at the ready.-

[Sharktits]

“Saviors?” she said with a questioning face “Ye must be really sick to believe that whiteis would save you for free my child…” she said while taking of her jacket and passing it over the naked woman shoulders

“I am the leader of a group of slaves who managed to rebel against their masters, i am sailing the seas for some weeks now in search of a said group of pirates to make a alliance with” she speaks loudly address to everyone on the group, she repeats the phrase sometimes in other Caribbean dialects she knew

[Silver]

Dante Heard the gunshot and stopped his crafting of the rings and narrowed his eyes throwing his hood back and gripped his hammers and was pissed. Even his men didn’t fire their weapons on the island unless they were under attack. Walking out of his forge he left the door open and stalked in the direction of the commotion. Stalking the halls in the open wearing his robes with a look of death on his face his men clearing the way as he moved. He was honorable and stopped staring at the woman’s back and lifted his hammer pointing at her and took a breath as he remembered the first tenant of the creed and lowered it walking up silently behind her he lifted both his hammers and set them on either shoulder and twisted so that the heads met and where almost touching her neck. “We have two options right now You explain yourself or I send you to Davey Jones locker. You come to my Island Fire a gun and start issuing demands. I will either kill you or let you live. Pick your words carefully in the next thing you say as it may be your last. All men and women here are free they sail with me that is their price for freedom. As we gain ships they will get their own ships sail under my code. Now pick your words and depending on what I hear you may yet live.”

[Whatsyourface]

“Many white people are bad. Somma these people are bad even. But not all of em…” Ethel got wide eyed as the man snuck up on the woman she was shaking her head. “This is all a….” she stops to think of the right word “…a misunderstanding. No one had to die…” Ethel said lowly hoping the man wouldn’t kill her. Trying to reason with both of them. She could understand this woman’s anger and did not want her to die. But she was not in any commanding position. They did free them.

In a way. They were not truly free. As they were in depth to these men as she soon realizes. Though this seemed a better fate then to simply be locked in a hold and left to waddle in her own feces. This seemed like it would probably be even better then the plantations. Either way. She wanted the woman to join as she suggested not killing her to the man.

“She said she was seeking an alliance. They seem…able.” She pointed out to the white man. Hoping he wouldnt just tell her to shut up or that this wasnt her concern.