The still night was peaceful; filled with the relaxing sounds of water lapping over the shore, the calm and distant sounds of the gulls at play. The ocean beholding town beginning to wind down, not a word penetrating the salty sea air. It seemed as if time may have slowed to the pace of a sleeping heart. It couldn't have been more peaceful. The only thing that could happen would be a disruption. A rather regal looking tavern door burst open with a crash and out came a blonde man running with incredible speed."<span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-weight: bold">Get that bloody man, He owes me over a hundred Galleons</span></span>" a large mans voice boomed over all the emerging noise and clattering guards. The blonde man ran forth without giving an inch. The guards, with all their training, could not run quick enough in their heavy armor to even keep pace with the man. The blond man turned a corner and fell. The faster of the soldiers turned the corner and saw an old lady pushing a wagon filled with straw. Seeing that the scum was nowhere to be seen the soldiers sped off and were soon joined by the others.The blonde man's head popped out from the hay and he quickly sped off toward another corner just close enough to reach the pier undetected. The man laughed under his breath.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"Next time don't send drunk bastards after Simon Black"</span>he said laughing. He turned the corner still giving himself a little self accomplished laugh until he saw that the guards were standing there waiting for him. Simon's laugh turned into a nervous chuckle, then he turned and bolted. The guards were at his heels now and Simon could hear the leading guards breathing. Simon quickly dashed into the open door of a tavern and made his way through the crowds a bit more calmly than his heartbeat.<br/><br/>The cavern was alive with music and fighting, loud drunks, and tough guys looking for trouble or showing off their whores like ships. Simon quickly took a seat next to a rather lovely blonde locked lady with a devious and commanding look in her eyes that signaled that she was no little girl oblivious to the outside world. There was hardly an item of clothes to her name on. Most people would find it a bit too much (or too little whichever way you look at it) but Simon could care less, he just needed a place to blend in.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"Barkeep"</span>he said "<span style="color: #FF0000">bring me anything and make sure it's strong</span>" he turned back to the lass, a rather charming yet devious smile showed upon his face. He felt a warm pulse begin as though the stone seemed feel what he was doing.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"So what's an innocent girl like you doing here ?</span>" he said sarcastically<span style="color: #FF0000">"I'm joking with the cliches"</span>he said in a more understanding tone<span style="color: #FF0000">" You aren't used to this life"</span>he said gesturing to the crowds<span style="color: #FF0000">"I can see it in your eyes, so let me begin again" </span>he said, slipping his hand onto hers and carefully slipping a bracelet off her wrist in one fluid motion.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"What's a pirate like you doing here?"</span>