Dreaming of the High Seas

OH MEE GEES! About +8 hours when into this sucker! I'm not used to that kind of work again. But it's done and Fox should be happy cause I draw his character.

The characters are my bard, Aereona, and Fox's ranger/pirate, "One-eyed" Theran, from our latest D&D session. Together, along with their group of adventurers, they seek a ship in order to sail the seas as privateers, with Theran at the helm and Miss Aereona as his trusted first-mate.

Hoping this is how everyone interprets this
*Note: this little story is before they met with the rest of the group*

After a long and weary day of traveling the grassy meadows, a young gypsy minstrel rested a the base of a tall oak. A light sigh passed her lips as she strummed a few cords on her precious citole; though a small melody was forming, lyrics seemed to fail her. It was nice to play a song when it wasn't for a preformance, but not being able to think of lyrics was one of her many annoyances.

But a bigger on was being interrupted.

"Oi! Look alive, me hearty!" A sour note was followed, blue eyes peered up behind loose strands of yellow hair in some anger at the source. A man a long captain's coat with an eyepatch strolled almost casual to her with a scroll of parchment in his hand.

"And to what do I own the pleasure, Captian?" She replied back to him in half sarcasm. The man, not taking hint at the insult, unrolled his prize to the bard.

"Look at what I just found! A notice from a caravan sayin' they need some guards. Looked like a couple of fancy blokes in need of some service, ay?" He pointed at it in pride. All this was to him was one more opportunity to score some gold.

"Payout doesn't look like much, though..." After scanning it, she pointed to the payout. "Ye be luck if you manage fifteen gold from this odd job."

"Aye, true. But every bit helps, ay me lass?" He rolled the notice up, and placed it in his coat pocket before taking a seat on the ground close to her. As he took his tri corner hat off his head, the woman turned her attention back to her instrument.

"Best not be countin' my share in that amount..." Then she was interrupted once more. "W-What in tha-! Captain, what in bloody hell do ya doing?"

Seemed without her notice, the man had laid back onto the ground, using her leg as a head rest. This made the bard so furious, she was tempted to smack him upside his head with her citole, however, she knew that would only do more damage to the instrument. She sighed again, leaning back up against the tree trunk to try and think of a song in an attempt to ignore the man's folly.

"You know, lass. I bet we be gettin' close to me goal." He spoke again after a brief moment, placing his arms between his head and the woman's leg.

"I don't know about that. A ship's awfully expensive now a days." She replied, knowing all to well about prices on goods and having a lack of gold.

"Aye, can ya see it, lass?" Completely ignoring her remark, he continued, "We'll strike fear into the seas themselves, Captain 'One-Eyed' Theran of the Sapphire Queen, the bane of pirate scum across the world. And you, Miss Aereona, as me first mate." He glance up at her with his one good eye before his gaze traveled back to the sky. "Aye, the dream of adventure. How's that sound to ya?"

Actually, all she could do in response was sigh. It seemed like only yesterday when she first her him say those exact word to her. The whole notion seemed like nothing but a far of dream; but, at the same time, sure beat performing on the street just trying to live for the next day.

"Aye, sound like a hell of good life. Captain?" When she finally gave her response, she never got a reply back. As she looked down, she was once again agitated, realizing that the captain had fallen asleep, still resting his head in her lap. "Oi, just what am I to do with you?"

She sighed again, adjusting her citole so that she could play around him. Chuckling quietly to herself, she began to strum a soft melody, and glanced up to the sky. As the clouds passed by, she could have sworn one of them look like a galleon sailing across a bright blue sea.

A life on the sea. Sounds like an adventure to me.