And now, without further ado...<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>First Adventure: The Tutorial<br/>-or-<br/>How Captain Remi got his Crew back</strong></div><br/><br/><em>Once upon a time, there was a brave Pirate Captain who sailed the seven seas.  Known for his great love of treasure, drinking, and women, (and not necessarily in that order,) it was of course of little surprise that he soon came to be known for having two women of similar tastes serving upon his vessel.  There was his brave First Mate and on-and-off Lover, Myobi, and his adorable <del>ship's mascot</del> Cabin Girl who hailed from the Far East, Kunoichi.  They and the crew all sailed together, fought together, drank together and, at various points, slept together, and together they had many wild misadventures.<br/><br/>Such wondrous relationships rarely last forever, though, and eventually, as many members of good groups do, they all had to go their separate ways.  Myobi left to travel the world, and is no doubt out and about, causing trouble and stealing booze and other worldly goods to this day.  Captain Remi and his crew kept on sailing, and are probably even now the terror of the Spanish Main.  And Kunoichi?</em><br/><br/>"Suzume?"<br/><br/><em>Well, she found a nice gentleman who was looking for a bride and presented herself as a suitable candidate.  Before her exotic charms and general air of innocence, he was no match.</em><br/><br/>"Suzume!"<br/><br/>"Hmm?"  Snapping out of her little reverie, Kuno-er, the Lady Suzume Robert de Bedeau looked around at the guests she and her husband were talking with, and noted that they were all looking at her expectantly.  "Oh!  Oh my, I'm so terribly sorry, the champagne must be going to my head.  What was it you were saying?"<br/><br/>She was rather satisfied to note that they all accepted this explanation easily, without any of them even noticing that she had yet to touch her glass.  It would make getting away from this dull conversation and over to some place with far less dull conversationalists...<br/><br/>At the moment, the petite asian woman was hanging off her husband's arm, listening to a rather boring man drone on and on about the spice trade.  It had been interesting earlier, when he was talking about the great deserts they mined the spice from, sifting it out grain by grain from amidst the sands, and of the dangers posed to the miners by great sandworms and how they could be led off by planting explosive charges in the distance...  But now, he was off on some terribly long-winded rant about the technical marvels of some suit the locals had created to help their bodies retain water in the heat, and when an older man with a large mustache and a monocle is talking about the proper order to fasten tubes and how to get sand out of miniature pumps and so on...  Well, it's just time to go.<br/><br/>"Ah...  Pardon me, I'm so terribly sorry to interrupt, but I do believe the champagne really is getting to my head.  If you'll excuse me, I need to get some air."  And with that, her escape was secured.  She had to head off to the balcony at first, of course, since that was her cover story, but after a few minutes of staring at the stars and the beautiful night landscape, once she was sure none of her former group of peers were watching, she was able to slip back into the house and make her way over to a different group.<br/><br/>It was a formal party her husband was throwing, a gala affair to which all the other big businessmen and their wives in the trading town of Port Princeton were invited.  Everybody in the area who was important was there, from the governor to the captain of the guard, and assorted businessmen aside, and of course, this being a formal ball, they had dragged along their families as well, all dressed up and put in petticoats and waistjackets and other such restricting clothing.<br/><br/>It was all such an immense bore, really, and Kuno usually tried to find some excuse not to attend when her husband had to go to a party someone else was throwing, but since she was here anyway, she could at least pick up some interesting stories by drifting from group to group.  She'd kept her old stealth skills in practice when there was nothing better to do, (and there usually wasn't,) so it was easy for her to remain unnoticed when she wanted to.<br/><br/>Like when sneaking up on the group ahead of her, which seemed to be composed primarily of young women gossiping about this and that, for example...<br/><br/><br/>(Alright, character intro time, everyone. ^^ The basic scenario is that you've both gone to some time and effort to track down young Kuno and fully reunite the crew again, and are now here at this party to convince her to become a dishonest woman again.  Assume that you've managed to procure fancy enough clothing to get you in the door one way or another, and have only just arrived at the party.)