applepirate | 01. Shipwreck [Action]

[Little did Captain Barbossa know that day at Tortuga that he won't exactly wake up in the same place he had fallen asleep in - that is, the captain's cabin on the Queen Anne's Revenge. So when his eyes snapped open, it wasn't the hull of the ship they were looking at, but instead it was several tall trees they saw looming over him, along with the overcast sky.

The pirate captain proceeded to stand up from the ground, immediately feeling a new sensation in his back - that of a... pair of wings?]

Shiver me timbers... What is this wretched place?

[Fittingly enough, it was then when a chill ran up his spine and caused his body to quiver, making him notice that he was also shirtless - save for the white cotton pants on his legs.

Wait... did that mean...

Yes, turning his head around, Barbossa also saw no sign of his hat anywhere in the forest he was now in. The hat he had only just regained possession of.]

Arrr! Where be me hat? I swear, if somebody took me hat...

[Speaking of, what had happened to his ship that he had just acquired? Did his crew commandeer it somehow and left him here to perish while he was asleep? Just what in the world had happened in Tortuga? And what was up with this drastic season change? And that journal lying on the ground, which he knelt down to pick up - it wasn't a treasure he remembered uncovering. He was too confused and angry right now to make any sense of it.

Was this all that scalawag Jack Sparrow's doing again? If it was, he should better pray that Barbossa doesn't get his hands on him. Just marooning him on that bloody island wouldn't do this time... No, his fellow pirate would remember him as the scourge of the seven seas...

The (former) captain was already walking through the forest, trying to find anything - a path, a tavern, a port. It's there where somebody could find him and possibly help him understand what's going on.]

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[Barbossa had to shake his head for a bit to that, however, the amused smile he had on his face momentarily dropping.]

Who knows? Perhaps more of yer kind will flock in 'ere as well in time, though I doubt ye'd want that considering what this place is. [Not sure whether that would be want others would even want either, but at the very least, even if a little rude, the dragon seemed just as much of a victim to this like he was.]

[He hummed affirmatively at Draco's words about the language of his kind as the pirate captain proceeded to lean back on one of the trees with his arms folding.]

Ye mentioned a village before... [Both of his brows lifted then, his eyes widening a little.] How far is it from 'ere? Ye may be comfortable like this, but I would rather not walk around this place without me shirt any longer. It's too cold for the climate I hail from.

[ More of his kind... Right. Draco keeps a straight face at hearing that, at least. ]

I can assure you, I do not think that will be happening.

[ Certainly not his kind exactly. It might be that this world could pull his soul to here just after death, but he doubted it had the power to pull the very stars from the heavens, where his kin and kind did reside forevermore.

Poetic as that may sound, he isn't interested in sharing it. ]

You are about two and half miles off from it. [ He turns his head, pointing it in the direction Barbossa will want to go. ] Once you hit the river going that way, simply follow it. It will take you right into the village.