Gwen "Oceansnare" of the Scream of the Corsair
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AccountName: MewingLoki CharacterName: Gwen Fearna
_Continue my legacy. I have created a livelihood for you and taught you to run it. It is my last wish that you have all of what is mine…
The words of a deceased father echo through the mind of a sailor standing alone and aloft in a crow's nest aboard a racing ship. With one good eye and a mind as sharp as a blade, the sailor claculates the distance between the ship he is carried by and the merchant ship miles off in the distance. Again the father's words echo through the sailor's mind and the decision is made and the order given. There is a fever aboard the ship as the crew prepares for what is to take place. All the while the single sailor from the crow's nest slowly sharpens a small dagger staring off silently into the distance.
Some time later...
The merchant ship has been overtaken. Its crew stands atop the deck watching the ship approach helplessly as the weak move to the lower deck. All takes place under the intent and watchful gaze of the single sailor. The ship draws alongside that of the merchants' and the boarding planks are lowered. A horrid and terrifying shriek echoes forth coming from what seems to be all sides at once. In reality it is the specially designed planks on the boarding bridge that has emitted such a terrible noise. It is this noise for which the ship was named, The Scream of the Corsair. Things move as a blur now. The lone sailor crosses onto the merchant ship followed closely by a band of armed men. The lone sailor is Oceansnare, known throughout the civilized lands as a marauder and a pirate! With a few confident steps Oceansnare stands in the middle of the merhcant ship searching for any who might pose a threat. A single guard exits the cabin and cautiously approaches Oceansnare. He starts to raise his sword but is never given the opportunity to strike at the pirate. Oceansnare, in one quick, fluid motion draws a gleaming cutlass, swings upwards and then kneels drawing a small sharp blade and thrusting forward. The guard sprawls backwards across the deck lacking his right hand, a knife protruding from his chest. Oceansnare's crew then takes care of the rest of the individuals aboard the merchant ship. They are easily dispatched. A final glance at the faces of the dead merchants and one similarity can be seen. All died with looks of astonishment on their faces as they each realized that Oceansnare was.......a woman......_
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