I’ve always been on the water. Even as a child we spent all of our time on the water. Our entire community lived on the water, only to dock in safe waters during storms and then back out onto the sea once it was clear. My parents would go into town for trade or to buy what we needed, but that was the extent. I only went into the port a few times. For the most part, the sea provided. Until it was all taken away.
I remember the day clearly enough, though I don’t know all the details. I remember the elders of the community arguing with a large group of people and them calling us scavengers and pirates, taking from others what we could find in the ocean that was left behind. I don’t know exactly what was said in the end but the people got back on their boat and started to sail away. At least that’s what I thought they were doing. All of a sudden, my father is covering me and telling me to swim away as fast as I could and that’s what I heard it. The explosion of our huts and wooden building being splintered and shredded from whatever the ship was firing at my people.
I don’t remember how long after the attack before I was found, clutching a flag they must have fired at us so pirates would know who attacked this place. It was a flag with mark of the mariners. The boat that hauled me in could tell I clearly was not one of the mariners and I heard whispers of being blessed by someone named Besmara, since I clearly had been the only survivor of the attack.
For years I was the cabin boy on the ship. I learned a lot about ships and being on the water this much was fantastic. I was shown how to properly steer a boat and all the ins and outs of making her fast, reading star charts and navigating through the dangerous areas. I didn’t get to do it much but when I wasn’t doing other things on the ship, I was helping sail it.
I’ve come upon my 60th birthday and am becoming my own man(so to speak). The captain says it is time I find my destiny, but it won’t be on his ship. He sees greater things for me in the future and must find them elsewhere, though I can still count him as a friend and he will help me if the need ever arises. This is how I came to find myself in the Formidably Maid in Port Peril. In search of my greater destiny. and a good drink….