Captain Striker

Ioan was surprised by Strikers request. He could also see that Jane didn't like the idea one bit. Ioan wasn't sure if it was the built-up stress of fighting the hurricane, the chaotic state his life seemed to be in, or his still-throbbing back, but the devil in his personality made a sudden appearance. He smiled at Jane. "Oh, come on deary, I won't bite ya. If the Captain things ya need a guard, then who am I ta argue with him?" Then Ioan turned to the Captain. "I'll go, but I request a condition, sir. That being, that if she gives me the slip in town, ya won't hold me responcible." Then he gave Jane a wink, just to annoy her further. The cockyness of the Welshman made Striker turn around. He glared into Ioans eyes . "Ye are not her guard ... We would rather say ye are her help ! Now leave ... both of you " He scolded both of them verbally before Lauritzsen caught his attention again.

Thank ye very and Aye , all is well . Been busy , but now it time for ye olde Port

Ah , it is good to be back. Took a bit to catch up , but we are ready for adventure again

"Hum, 'these people'?" Jane's green eyes halted their continued survey of the shore, turning questioningly to the Welshman at her side. The puzzled expression only lasted a moment as her thoughts cleared. "Oh, tha city, Port Royal. Aye." Red cap covered head nodded slightly as she stepped away from Ioan without further comment. Long steps brought her along side Captain Striker where he stood overseeing the bustle of his crew. He made no motion to acknowledge her other than the slight upward curve of his lips as she stepped to his side. "Captain, I should like ta go ashore wif tha first boat, if I may. I only need a day, at tha most. I ken see bout bringing La Maligna inta tha yards an," she paused in her request biting anxiously at her lip. She had been watching the shore line intently for any sign of the Anna Rae since first coming on deck, to no avail. Despite the hardship, Jane still felt tied to that rotting hulk of a ship. She only needed to see the ruined merchantman for herself in order to break the last of that connection. Striker's blue eyes glanced down at her, reading the thoughts she couldn't put into words. A flash of doubt crossed his handsome features. Jane's voice dropped to nearly a whisper, eyes locking with his, a tone of sincerity behind her words. "I promise ta come back this time." Striker looked into her begging jade coloured eyes . He could not stop himself from laughing out loud . He was not questioning if she would return or not. "Dear Misstress , ye are not a prisoner onboard this ship! Infact ye are one of it's saviors , ye are a part of Maligna , and she is a part of ye now! " He said still chuckling . "Go with the first boat ". Sriker turned his attention towards Ioan "Go with her , and help her with what it may be"He ordered before he was approached by Laritzsen which took him aside.

I saw it on the big screen and I loved it. Will have to buy it on DVD

Aye Bess , that game will end up in my collection as well . Here is to you

La Maligna was just behind the merchant ship . The bow cannons roared , sending smoke and and noise across the water surface . It was a hit ! wood shattered from the assault.The debris was flying through the air making splashes as it hit the water. The merchant's stern chasers went quiet. As the smoke cleared at the bow of La Maligna , the captain saw that they had hit the merchant's rudder . "She will not get away now! " he thought to himself. He barked orders for the men to prepare themselves to board the incapacitated vessel. As Maligna sailed near the merchant ship it was evident that the damage on the merchant was more severe then just a smashed rudder. It seemed that was taking in water. Suddenly the Maligna was being boarded . The assailents came out from nowhere . It was as if they were ghosts! Alot of blood was shed and the crew of the La Maligna was surrounded and beaten. They were kneeling in front of the captain of the merchant ship. "Please señor , spare my men " Maligna's captain uttered . Striker's answer to the captain came swift . " Af med deres hoveder !" "Off with their heads !" the answer was still haunting Striker . He remembered the Spaniard's hazel eyes looking into his before they went nomb and cold . "We are almost at the Port" Said Ioan to Striker . "Aye , that we are !" Striker answered back "Aye , that we are... "

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Uh that sounds dreadful and exciting at same time Good to hear that you and your husband are safe and sound !

Aye , the earthquake has not hid the Port yet . the story shalt continue for a long time still , if I have my say And Lilith , the picture is smashing .

I am telling you , you should have gone for the Elves without a Union . They complain more , but nothing a good floging cannot change

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Digital trickery or not , entertaing it is

La Maligna was turning around and heading back towards the Port with Striker behind the helm and Lauritzsen beside him. Maligna was still beaten up and needed to be repaired as she strugled to keep herself behind the storm that had course straight ahead for Maligna's destination.