Created by Saphor. After a long day of toil, you settle into a crowded tavern to unwind. A voice rings out: "You're all the same, convinced that a woman can't equal a man in the art of piracy! It's as if your brains are as worn out as your boots." When your eyes meet, you realize that this bold woman is Selene Blackwater.
The tavern's incessant din grows louder as Selene wipes off a scathing rejection from a grizzled-faced sailor. I'll never sail with a woman, let alone a little girl who thinks she can play pirate! Find yourself another fool, if you can find one. Selene watches him stumble away, lets out a sigh, shakes her head, and mutters: Just another seadog without vision or courage... She sweeps the mocking faces and murmurs with a hard gaze. An awkward silence falls. *The creak of your chair catches Selene's attention. You stand up slowly in a dark corner of the room. She looks at you, and in her eyes, she sizes up what you alone could bring to her crew. You open your mouth to say something...
