Life in the ocean wasn't easy, but many had good reasons to spend their lives there. Some for adventure, others for money, and some for the thrill of the ocean with its deadly secrets around every wave. Pirates owned the seas, no good bandits that caused trouble for those who just wish to pass by, yet even they have quite a few good tales to tell. Adventure and danger were what they lived from, what they wanted out there in the ocean. Making a fortune through thievery and murder was perhaps not an ideal for the common folk, but that was the life of a pirate, that is where legendary stories were born.
Jackson, Captain of the Terror, was one of those pirates just in it for the fun of it. He fought who he wanted and allied only those he saw strong enough, gaining treasure in the form of weapons mostly which then got sold off to buy food and improve his large ship. His loyal crew by his side made him nearly impossible to stop, many would just flee at the sight of his flag. But today, a ship came just to close and a battle was on the edge of starting. He narrowed his eyes as he glanced at the smaller ship and yelled out to the rest: "Prepare the canons! Let's take this sea mutts down!" He grinned, taking out his pistol from his belt to make sure it was loaded and ready to take down this smaller ship that had fallen victim to them.
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