Pirate Captured! Part I

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PIRATE CAPTURED:
Nafar Samé the Nefarious

My Capture by Nafar Samé, Capt. of the Phoenix
In the local pub, there sat Captain Nafar drinking and chatting with some other sailors. The discussion came up about pirates. Nafar was quick to jump in about his disgust of privateers. "Those sissy butt pirates don't know a whore from their pistols." " 'Oh look at me I take orders from their majesties'" he said in a snobbish royal voice. He tried to stand, but Nafar stumbled out of his chair to the floor and quickly got up. He did a rather exaggerated bow. The two sailors not really very much sober stared at him with glazed look in their eyes do to the expensive boozes, but they gave a rather hardy laugh anyway.
Just then a group of rather nicely dress sailors decked out in red tabards with a white star in the center and nice hats walked up to the rather incoherent captain. "Oy! You there!...Do you have something against privateers?" One of them asked. Nafar looked in the general direction he heard the voice and said. " Ay! Those worthless sea hags are a pain in my ars, *belch* and further more they are a disgrace to anything that sails the open seas." At that note Nafar spat a rather large piece of spittle on the ground nearly hitting the boot of one of the sailors in red.
The sailor that was nearly spat on drew his sword. "You don't like life anymore do you, you stupid little man!" Nafar came to his senses almost immediately, as the man drew his sword and lunged to the Captain. Nafar parried with his left hand at the privateer's sword. Nafar suddenly realized that he cannot fight this man in this tight of space. So he ran straight for the door. When he got out into the street with his sword already drawn. The group of three men walked out of the pub with their swords drawn as well. "Do you know who I am!" Nafar exclaimed. One of the men spat in Nafar's direction, missing him. "Who cares!" One said. "Oh great then Im sure I need more deaths on my hands" Nafar thought. as The men approached, Nafar pulled out his dagger that had a shark engraved on the hilt. One man stopped for a moment, and started shaking "Oy! That's Cap'n Nafar Same!" The men stopped their advance, and looked at one another. "Good and killing him will provide a nice pocket of gold too." The man said. "Wait!" the shaking sailor said. "He was trained in the pits of hell by the devil him-self!" he continued. "Nah, only by the dread pirate Tora Taka." The men hesitated again, but continued anyway. The shaking man was shaking so much that he soiled him self and ran off. "I'll go get help!" and he ran off towards the docks.
The two men closed in on the pirate and started the fight. The first and second man lunged at the same time. To easy Nafar thought and with ease he took the man to left his right arm with his dagger. Nafar then parried the other mans shot, and went for the counter but missed. Nafar took a full step back to examine the mans left arm. "Do you yield yet or do I have to kill you bo-" Nafar was cut off by the yells of four other men. Shouting "charge!" Oh crap, The Captain thought "Three maybe, but not six." He said under his breath. "Time to end this." Nafar pushed the two men. With a thrust parry routine. The man on his right gravely missed a parry and Nafar's rapier sunk deeply into the man skull, just as the three new men and the scared soiled little man. Came to engage the newly marked murderer. "Five" Nafar said under his breath again. Nafar was now on the defensive. Parry after impossible parry came from the Captain. All up and down the street. "Come on men he's only one guy!" Nafar smiled at that thought, as he suddenly went on an offensive move. Nafar opponents were dumb founded as he tip cut one of the four men. The man that was nearly killed's tabard fell to the ground as Nafar went quickly back to the defensive. Two more men started coming from the docks. "The only way I can win this is if I got back to phoenix and had help of my own." Nafar thought. So Nafar started out for the ship.
Nafar ran at full tilt, running right by one of the two new men. The men tried to pull out their swords, but Nafar quickly stabbed one of the men in chest with his close range dagger and punching the other man in the face. Yells of "kill him don't let him escape rang though his thoughts and ears, as four new men stopped him straight in his tracks. Two men and two women. One man he vaguely remembered, but the adrenaline and boozes hit his memory hard. They were all dressed in the red with white star tabards and blocked the path to the docks. The two the women were decked out in pistols. The two women drew their guns and shot towards the helpless Captain.
Nafar put up his sword and dagger as the two women shot. On bullet hit his dagger, shattering it to the floor and the other bullet caught the Captain straight into the chest blowing him clear off his feet.
As the other men ran up to the four, One of the smaller men said, "How many did he kill?" one man started to say."There was an ambush and-.""I said how many did he kill!?" The smaller man looking rather displeased about the events. "Two and wounded another." The same man explained. "Take him and the others to the surgeon and see if they will live, if Nafar lives put him in the brig." At that note the men picked up the fallen men and the Captain and took their leave.
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The next day Wolver and Jose sat out to find their Captain. "He was at the pub last I heard" Said Jose, "Indeed" agreed Wolver. But before they got to the pub the two men saw pieces of metal on the ground and Wolver nearly exploded in anger "The Captain!" Jose exclaimed. They continued looking and found a Perfectly cut tabard laying on the ground engraved with a white star. Wolver picked up the shark shard and the tabard, and growled the name "White Star."
*****
Nafar found him self chained to a loop in the middle of the floor. Just then his head started to spin and he felt the most intense pain he has felt in a long time. The wound, though properly taking care of, hurt like fire. Suddenly he snapped out of it by the appearance of two people he saw earlier, one being male the other female. When the room stopped spinning we saw the man that he recognized "he he he, Lot Ramirez heh." " Captain Lot Ramirez." Lot returned. "Do you know why I kept you alive?" Nafar Glared at him not saying a word. The women slapped Nafar across the face, not really causing any damage. "Answer him!" She yelled. Lot gave her a look and she left. "Whats the price?" Nafar said. "Three thousand." Lot answered. "heh...Privateer ay?" Lot said nothing. Lot turned to leave, but was stopped by Nafar. "Hey! You got a smoke?"