<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/58/63/03/5863035711a59a6adccba877b8866bee--nerd-art-dungeons-and-dragons.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Kami! (Game Master)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Island of Baterilla (South Blue)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Sunday Noonish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>GM Post<br/><strong>Character Theme:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Setting the Stage<br/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Navy H.Q.</strong></div><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&amp;size=l&amp;tid=98552184)Sky Captain- Scarlet O'Hare</div></div></div><br/>The wind on the island kicked up, blowing in one direction, then the opposite. Clouds above the village grew dark and thick, thunder rolled before booming in the sky while small traces of lightning flashed in the darkness of the converging clouds. A woman in a white coat, black pants and white thigh high boots strolled down the paved road to the Navy H.Q. On her hips, a pistol swayed one direction while a short, curved blade swayed in the other. The woman stopped at the doors of the Head Quarters and placed a hand on one shapely hip. "Scarlet, here to see Commander Yammamoto. Now be a doll and let me pass, please?" Scarlet bent at the waist at a sharp angle with her hands clasped by her thighs, pressing her breasts together and showing off just a hint of deep cleavage mostly hidden by her white coat. The Two Navy Guards who had at first been hesitant to talk to Scarlet sighed, knowing who she was, but soon found themselves blushing at her cute and slightly lewd gesture and stepped aside to let her pass. "Thanks Angels, you two be good and don't let anyone else in for a bit." She cooed while slipping past the guards and entering the H.Q.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Armory</strong></div><br/>The armory on the island of Baterilla, a large two story building made of solid stone, two Soldiers armed with spiked clubs stood at the only door leading in or out of the building. Two guards patrolled the left, right and back sides of the building at any given time and no windows allowed entrance due to the bars that ran vertically one inch apart from one another. Inside, the building was lit by small torches chained to the walls every twenty feet apart from one another to allow for a flickering but gentle light. The first floor held goods that were common among pirates, each set of items stuck inside a crate that was labeled according to the name of ships they items belonged to or were labeled -Seized- Upstairs a series of locked chests rested along the far wall, away from the steps. The Captain of the Marines on the Island stood, watching over the chests day in and day out, bored but knew that his job was of importance to the safety of the island.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>The Docks</strong></div><br/>Rough water crashed against the docks of Barterilla, causing the ships to rock side to side, some of the smaller ones to jump atop the dock they were tied to and some to take water onto their decks. Dock workers and Marines rushed to make sure the ships were secured tightly, more worried about making sure they didn't have to pay anyone in repairs than they were about their safety. At the Cerulean Wave Crawler, ten Marines struggled to move a gang plank to the ship and started to board it, the leader of the group shouting orders about catching  a thief hiding on the ship.<em>"I don't care how hard the water is hitting, get on there and find that pick pocket, he robbed a noble and now it's our asses on the line! Hurry up!"</em>He shouted. On the deck, a young woman, no older than sixteen struggled to pick the lock to the cabin of the ship, a small sack slung across her arms peeked open and flashed stolen trinkets, rings, pocket watches and earrings among bracelets and necklaces. Frantically the young red head looked over her shoulder when the gangplank landed against the deck of the ship....