The Pirate's Disguise || Roderich Feb 21, 2013 16:23:47 GMT -5
Post by Antonio Fernández Carriedo on Feb 21, 2013 16:23:47 GMT -5
The Docks were bursting with activity, pirates walking around while shouting at each other in anger and distress, thieves trying to find their luck with a few spare coins pick pocketed and of course, the lovely ladies from the Red Light District, always there to warmly welcome the sailors back to Atheros. Antonio enjoyed the atmosphere quite immensely, so different from the elegant and uptight Noble District — the Docks were filled to the brim with just the strangest people of the country but yet, the only ones with whom the pirate felt at ease.
There, amidst the mess, lies and pretending, Antonio Carriedo had built himself a reputation of a powerful, yet trustworthy pirate to all who had him on his good side. The man himself wasn't aware of his fame, good or bad, but if the papers around town offering some reward for whoever sunk «el Clavel» were something to go by, his name was certainly known. Still, that hadn't, so far, stopped him from pretending to be a noble so, perhaps, his fame wasn't that grand... They had not taken his house away, so far!
Actually, it even allowed him to enjoy the sea breeze, a minimal free time which he had left for his crew to do as they pleased, and for himself to laze around a bit. Sitting on top of a large crate, Antonio watched the sea while whistling a song, drumming the wood with his fingers. He had heard this strange noble, a dignitary who declared himself "A man of the people", was coming to visit the docks and perhaps make some propaganda, but just who the noble was, or what he wanted there, the captain had no idea.
Well, perhaps this noble was just after his head. Antonio wasn't sure, bur he'd keep an eye on things... Not now, though. First, he would enjoy the breeze, he decided after stealing a tomato from a basket that passed his way. The pirate took a large bite of it, humming at the sweet taste, and then turned his attention to watch the ladies from the Red Light District swinging their skirts — maybe this nobleman was after a bounty? The pirate captain would have to wait to find out first.
((I wasn't sure how to start, which is why it's quite small, but tell me if everything is okay, alright?))