Reigniting Ice

Peril Awaits
"Yes, Alistair-sama, I’m almost getting there." She paused, for a second, listening intently to the Den Den Mushi. Her gaze dropped to the wooden floors of her boat, as she brought her palm to her face. "No…I’m afraid I cannot confirm whether I can send you the heads of our enemies. I do not know if I will encounter them." Click

Al Khalifa Ain sighed deeply as she ran her hand through her ebony hair. She carefully placed the Den Den Mushi in her pocket, before looking forward. She could make out the Ice Lands of from afar, and gulped loudly. She had been asked by Crowley Alistair to investigate the early New World Island, to see if she could find any possible resources, or perhaps even gain control of the territory for the Notch. Though, the latter was quite farfetched. Its living conditions had been unknown for the last 50 years, and whether any life form inhabited the island was unconfirmed.

She worried. Although her exterior, showed her stoic nature, she wondered inside whether she would be able to bring some good news to the suffering Pirate crew. And these thoughts flooded her mind until the cold of Punk Hazard infested her, bringing her back to reality. Icebergs filled her visage, as she prepared herself to anchor the small caravel to the island’s somewhat functional port.

With skills akin to those of a skilled helmsman or navigator, Ain pulled a rope from the side of her ship before launching it forward by thrusting her arms. The anchor landed precisely in one of the port’s legs and as she approached the island she proceeded to tie a knot in the rope, making sure her ship remained steady.

"I reckon this should be good enough." She told herself, jumping from the ship to the wooden planks of the port. She tapped it with her foot, slightly preoccupied with the creaking sound it made. Regardless, she shrugged it off, and made her way into the island.