Missing Fragments

Looking For Something More
Whistling rang from the cabin of the Captain whom had been granted ownership of the vessel known as the Laughing Turtle. A silly name, sure, but not everything has to sound intimidating. A man sat in the chair in the captain's quarters. Much of his face was shrouded in a shadow generated from his large, yet exquisitely designed hat. A strange symbol marked his face, but for the crew he was forming, symbols of all shapes and sizes would soon be made. Mauricio Kerrim, Captain of the Cheeky Pirates, a man of mystery and shrouded in darkness.

Kerrim got up from his chair, heading to the deck to see how close the crew was getting to Trade Winds. It had been awhile since Kerrim's run in with Maurier Harlan, which was a failed attempt at claiming a bounty, but what he'd gotten out of the entire ordeal was something worth while. Every since that Marine, Lowell Harlee, almost killed Kerrim, all these strange memories had begun to show up. Now he had to piece them together.

Kerrim stepped into the sunlight above the seas of the New World. It took his eyes a moment to adjust, having lurked in the shadows for quite awhile today. This was possibly the first time he'd stepped on the deck at all today, after all, he had a trusted crew member that could temporarily take over at a moments notice. He was grateful to have someone he could trust with such a task. He continued whistling that tune, the only explanation for why he'd discovered it now however, perhaps a memory finding it's way to the surface.