01-03-2012, 01:36 PM
Marquet glared. "My crew's here somewhere!" He chuckled, taking a swig of rum from the canteen at his side. "CREWWWWWWWWW." He yelled, watching as a few of them started to come up from the bottom of the ship. He sighed. "Were about to set sail. Someone pull up the anchor." He said, waiting until one of the crew members did as such. Then he commanded them to let the sails down, and BAM. They were on their way. He pulled out what he had so far of his map and pointed the ship in the direction his compass told him was the right way to Puerto Principe. It was to the north east, so that was a start. Now all they had to do was feed Scarlett, and get her to discuss the map with them.
|