Tasia turned to the sea, “you’ve been kind so I feel it would be wrong to lie. I’m afraid I’m a poor excuse for a captain. My ship sank, that is why I was floating in the dingy. My dear Jezebel was old and her retirement was long overdue. I waited as long as I could. My crew left and I was the last aboard.” Tasia pursed her lips “I suppose I’m pretty dreadful example of a pirate.” She rested a hand on the edge of the ship. “I’m sorry to put a damper on things but I do not blush often. You simply caught me off guard.”<br/><br/>She took a deep breath and looked at the sea below. She traced the tips of her fingers along her hat. The feathers were old and the hat was dirty. The few embellishments that were left were barely hanging on. She stopped fiddling with the hat. “I hadn’t thought of a lie to tell anyway. Telling the truth is probably better.“ She ran her dainty hand along the edge of The Crimson Sakura, Tasia misses her beloved ship. There wouldn’t be another like it. Not to her. Not to mention finding a crew that would come with her was equally as hard. And Tortuga was dangerous. Pirate hunters were their quite often looking for their next hunt.<br/><br/>Tasia noticed something in the distance. A narrow opening between two cliffs. Tasia turned abruptly to Alex, “we aren’t going to fit.” She gave him a deeply concerned look. “Are you mad?!”<br/><br/>Tasia always had an uneasy feeling that hunters were constantly following. But she would never attempt to go through such a narrow pass.