(will be turned based)<br/><br/><br/>Name: Korina amethyst<br/>gender: female<br/>age:21<br/>appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u280/ristina225/AnimePirate.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Personality: Bitchy, self righteous, does what she must to survive, cunning, smart, sexy, and can kick your ass in a heart beat XD<br/>weapons: a golden pistol , two silver rapiers that are often sheathed through the loops of her pants, or hung in the captains corridors<br/>history: Korina was born onto a pirate ship. Her mother was the captain but ended up dying from sickness. In her stead when Korina was 18 she took up leader ship. Vasiliar was one of the only ships on the seaâ€™s of samnimos that was led by a girl. But it was also the most feared, and most successful ship in trading, and in battle. Its crest is the symbol of  the country Krimos. One of the only democratic lands in the world at the time.  Vasiliar earned the tittle Vasiliar the crowned queen because the ship basically owned the samnimos sea. All boats answer to her. But not only that the leader of the ship is female and a badass pirate ship. Her ship is the only pirate ship that plays double duty. It fights for the country Krimos but also takes from the other ships that also serve that country.<br/><br/>Though Vasiliar is known as one of the most renowned, and honored ships of the eastern sea (which is samnimos sea. ). Even if its a lone star, or only in it for its own preservation. However being greedy was never a bad thing. Being too greedy would be a problem.<br/><br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/>Vasiliar has always been her home. Like a house was to a mother, or a castle was to a princess. This in her terms would be her castle. The ocean her land, and the boats that occupy it like citizens to a kingdom.  Her sailors like royal guards, and military at the same time. She felt needed, and  wanted all at the same time. Her ship the most prosperous on the ocean.  Her foot tapped the hard wood floor on the boat as she glanced at the cloud less sky. A good omen none the less. No clouds means no storms. It would be a good day for her and her sailors.  The rocked a little from the seaâ€™s waves. She estimated that they were about twenty miles from the nearest port city that could refill them. But what would be better is if they found another ship sailing, and they could just confiscate the  preservatives that they would need to survive. But she also knew that this would be near impossible. Considering it was late afternoon and most ships leave at night, or in the mourning.<br/><br/>The crew was hard at work. Shifting the mast, cleaning up the deck, and steering the boat. She rested her arms on the cold iron bar that over looked the sea. Her ship was in dire need of a tune up, and a massive need of supplies. But at the moment she didnâ€™t have hardly the ability to travel without stopping to Krimos. So there had to be four stops in-between. Four very troubling stops.<br/><br/>As if on cue a howl reached her ears. Simon her wolf howled to the sky. He was her pet, her one true protector. A gift from both her mother, and father. Her father being a man that stayed land bound. A fool if she would say so herself. She toyed around with her gun awaiting for a crew member to speak. Chitter chatter on the ship was at its peak as they saw a island in their view. An island means food usually.