games
: Pirates CSG
: Pirates of the Cursed Seas: Fire and Steel
Barstow:
It chafed Captain Prior to no end that he was being commanded by Lord Mycron himself to make this deal. At least this man was dealing with looked normal; in fact, he looked as if he could be any one of the merchants who plied their trade in Port Royal.
"The package . . . do you have it?" The scum could actually speak.
"Sir. Do you have it, sir?" Prior snapped. "I am a member of the English Royal Navy and I will be addressed as such." He didn't have to like his job, but the power had its benefits.
"My pardon, sir. I am not used to dealing with men of your caliber."
Prior handed him the package, a leather satchel that the man opened so quickly Prior thought maybe he hadn't sealed it. The package contained a letter of marque and an English flag. It sickened Prior to see the Union Jack in the hands of scum.
"This will do nicely, Captain Sir," the pirate responded excitedly. "Thank your Lord Mycron and tell him he will not be disappointed with the number of French flags I send to the ocean floor." Prior snorted and turned to leave the pirate on the docks. The church bells struck midnight.
Barstow watched him walk down the pier and waited until the bells stopped ringing. He had an hour before meeting the French captain. A glorious night like this called for a celebratory spot of rum.
