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Abigale Rowen

I race along the cobbled streets. Some strands of my hair sneak out from beneath my cap and whip wildly in the wind. My heart is pounding and each breath a take is scratching my throat.

I can't run much longer. I know that but I need to keep going. I cant let him get me. I can feel him. Feel the mystical aura that he radiates. The same aura that keeps me bound to him. That makes me want to stop and turn round to race him. I cant do that though. I have no idea what he would do to me.

Stop running!

His voice snaps blunt in my mind. If anything that makes me run faster. He has to be close to whisper into my mind. Oh god, Abigale, what have you gotten yourself into?

The cotton fabric of my brown trouser rub against my skin which has begun to feel raw. My loose cotton white shirt tucked into the waist of them. Then the thick firm sailors jacket that sits on my shoulder only done up with two buttons. Then I have a sword belt hanging loose round my waist and the sword itself thwacks on my leg every so often as I run. Then theres my gun...

Abigale!

I spin round and yank my gun out of his holster. I turn to face Marcus whose several metres away down the street. His mouth is set in a starl and it sends fear rattling through me. I feel like the scar on my hip begin to burn. The scar he had given me the first time I'd ran away.

"Don't" he whispers the words but they drift on the wind to my ear.

"Get lost" I hiss a fire. The bullet hits him dead in the chest and he stumbles back before dropping to his knees. I turn and run again. I hear his roar of anger but I know a wound like that will take at least a day to hill. Bullet wounds are quite nasty.

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I keep my head down as I walk along the path towards the docks. I keep close to the buildings and also keep my head low. My mess of hair is tucked up beneath my cap. The tilt of my cap shadows my eyes and face. I'm more focusing on my eyes with are a mixture of green and blue. They almost glow causing them to be eeirey.

I hate my eyes. It just reminds me of where I've been trapped for the past 11 years of my life. Since I was 11 years old. Marcus had found me... looking as young as he did today. He'd bought me as a slave from my mother. Then he'd said I wouldnt have to be a slave... He had been true to his word. I had been something much much worse.

A prisoner. He'd tell me he 'loved' me and then turn to slap me across the cheek. He'd apologize straight after of course. I'd get the worsed abuse when I came back from town. If my dress looked off in the slightest or my hair a bit ruffled he'd acused me of cheating. He'd chain me in the basement and leave me for days. I'd scream for food and water but he wouldnt answer. Not until he'd think I'd learnt my lesson.

The nights were the worsed. I'd have to lie with him in bed some nights and be left feeling like dirt the next morning. Still feel him on me. His heavy breathing. His touch. He didnt look repulsive. He looked gorgeous in fact but... that did not make up for how he treated me.

I reached the docks and stood in the shadows of a building. Leaning up against a wall I let my head tilt up. I let my eyes scan the ships for an opening. A moment to sneak past them. When I realise one wasnt go to happen I realised I'd have to make an oppotunity myself.

I take a deep breath and flick my hand at the sail of a ship. A girl stood observing the crew sees it and yells. A boy scuttles across the deck and tries to pull it back but the wind I had summoned is too strong for just one boy. The crew to scuttle to help him. I break out in a run. I dodge into the shadows of the ship and hide behind the barrels before sneaking up the back ramp and into the cargo.

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CrystalRose Closed between CrystalRose, Cat_Monty, Shally16 and elf

Abigale Rowen cant deal be being the pet of the powerful sorcerer, Marcus. So racing away she stows away on the ship, The Storm Whisperer. Becoming discovered she sways the heart of Captain Christian Watson but that doesnt sit well with first mate, Katrin Sweeny, and will John Jackson ever gain the love of the first mate.

Character

Name: Abigale Rowen
Age: 22
Appearance: She has a mess of chestnut brown and auburn hair making it seem wild and untamed. It falls in curls half way down her back. She has high cheek bones and a strong jaw. She has a pixie like pair of ears and a small nose. Her eyes are wide and constantly seem innocent. They are a strange swirl of blue and green, they are quite eeirey and piercing if you look directly into them. Her skin is tanned and almost flawless except for a few freckles under her eyes. Then a scar on her left hip, ragged and clear from when she ran away from the sorcerer, Malcom, the first time.
Personality: She is quite shy and seems to avoid looking in someones eyes when she talks. She is a bit jumpy but when someone challanges her she stands firm. She knows how to stand her ground. She is kind of sweet in an innocent way. She doesnt trust men that strongly. She can be a bit cheeky when she relax's
Extra Info: She has just ran away from a very powerful sorcerer, Marcus, who wants to own her. She knows a few spells like creating a small spark and influencing the wind and waves but its not always certain to happen. This is the reason why her eyes are such an eeirey colour. This is her 2nd attempt at running away and she's so scared what Marcus will do to her when he gets her back.

Name: Captain Christian Watson
Age: 25
Appearance: Long brown hair (down to his lower back) tied up, sea-grey eyes, 6'1 with well-built body, has various scars over his body. He wears a shirt with simple trousers and a belt which he has two black and silver pistols on. He also has a captain hat which is always either on his head or tied to his waist.
Personality: Christian is a light-hearted person who is just looking for a laugh with his friends, when he does get serious he doesn't tend to say much and can at times be harsh without meaning too. He can sometimes make quick decisions without thinking everything through.
Extra Info: Christian was orphaned when he was eight when his single mother died from a severe illness. (He never knew his father nor did does he wish too) From then on he grew up on the streets (where he met Katrin) before he became a cabin-boy at thirteen and from there rose through the ranks. Now he owns his own ship - The Storm Whisperer.

Name: Katrin Sweeny (First Mate)
Age: 23
Apearence: Long dirty blonde har, straight as a board. Her eyes are a peircing jade green. Has many freckles scattered accross her face. Very sweet and innocet looking, yet very rough and tough looking at the same time. Always wears " men's" clothing.
Personality: Tom boyish. Loves fighting, but enjoys hanging out and having fun with friends.
Extra Info: She was also orphened at a young age. After running away fromher first three orphanages, she ran into Christian. He taught her how to fight and fe for herself. After he left, she mastered her skills with swords and daggers and eventually signed onto Christian's crew.

Name: John Jackson (Cabin Boy)
Age: 18
Appearance: John is small but athletic. He has short straight black hair and brown eyes. His clothes are always scruffy and dirty. As is his mature face which makes him look extremely intelagent. He always wears a white shirt and never takes it of on public as scars still show on his back. He is 5"6 in height but he doesn't really mind much.
Personality: John has a very childlike personality. Ad is very shy towards new people though he is very open and a great holster when he is around those he knows. He has a very short temper and often throws tantrums if he does not get his own way. This has led to people being a little weary of him but he is great if he is calm.
Extra Info: from a very young age John has been forced to act like an adult as he has alot of reputation to live up to. He was constantly misbehaving though and getting beat by his dad. One day he gives up and ends up running from home. After wandering the dtreets for a few months he finds Christian and his crew. He asks to join and gets accepted. He loves life aboard the crew as he feels free

The Crew
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Name: Sid
Job: Cook
Age: 31
Appearance: Round belly, mop of brown hair and beard
Personality: Likes to order people about, laughs a lot when drunk

Name: Lucas
Job: Master Gunner
Age: 37
Appearance: Beast of a man, black hair, blue eyes
Personality:stern man, never anything but serious, extremely skilled with a battleaxe

Name: Tom
Job: Gunner/Boatswain
Age: 20
Appearance: Long brown hair and green eyes
Personality: flirty and loud, a joker. - Phil's twin

Name: Phil
Job: Gunner/Boatswain
Age: 20
Appearance: Short brown hair and green eyes
Personality: Quiet, just gets the job done - Tom's twin

Name:Sarah
Job: Boatswain
Age: 19
Appearance: short, scruffy black hair and brown eyes
Personality: Shouts at Tom a lot and can hold her drink.

Name:Addea
Job: Boatswain
Age: 24
Appearance: dark-skinned with a bald head and dark eyes
Personality:was rescued from slave traders, very quiet (when he does speak it's in riddles)

Name:Derek
Job: Pilot (wheel steering)
Age: 22
Appearance: messy red hair and calculative blue eyes
Personality:friendly and clever

Name: Peter
Job:Carpenter (in charge of maintenance below deck)
Age: 36
Appearance: average height with lanky blond hair and grey eyes
Personality:A friendly, easy to talk to guy.hair

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